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Oct 2013
Crazily he loved the cadaverous moon,
the goddess sans merci of his dark noon.
Heady wine of love she offered him was pain,
in all *seven stages of love, his heart bled,
turned white.
                He was laid to rest in silence, in her  heart,
               when wailing violins all, fell dead in grief.
*According to ancient Indian text 'Vedas' love between a man and woman develops and runs seven stages;
contemplation, initiation,opening of the heart,contact, creation,self-sacrifice and harmony.
K Balachandran
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K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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