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Jul 2014
To the words that flow uninterrupted,
Misconstrued to a poet's imagination
Sketching, painting, plotting, twisting.
To the silence that reigns everything around
To the peace found in the eye of the storm
Perched in a corner, for all of life to be written down.
An inborn error, discovered, captured, tamed and taught
Wild to the mind and food for the soul
Words become friends and sworn enemies.
A journey of words and faces, realms of an untapped drive
That writes words like ant trails on paper
A prelude to a poet's mind.
Meenu Syriac
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Meenu Syriac  India
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