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Sunday, May 5, 2013


From the dim lit corner of a pensive day
Someone would come with a torch of hope
From the pain of deserted moment
Someone would come stretching a hand of solace
From the sap of a crushed flower
A fragrance would still pervade
From the crushed seed of my dream
Someone would sprout the tip of a latent dream
From the bruises of a love lost
A healing hand of touch would emerge
From the ashes of a burnt tender love
An ember would still glow...
                                         - by Santhosh Kumar Kana

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