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Aug 2014
A beautiful fowl took refuge behind a fender
Learnt too late, that nature shall render
A stranger called change, that knows no wall,
In the rising flames before her final fall.

A quotidian fowl braved out in the thunder
To rescue a spark which the winds rent asunder
In the gloom of darkness descending from above
discovered a stranger called flame of love.
(c) 2014 Ashish Gupta
Ashish Gupta
Written by
Ashish Gupta  M/Cleveland, Ohio
(M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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