The Wing- dr.k.g.balakrishnan kandangath-
from Kattoor,Thrissur(India) 15-5-2014
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The Sky is blue;
But a million Hue;
Still the nth is due;
The kaleidoscopic
View.
My wing always anew;
My Mom does sew;
For me,
Apparel pulsing new.
This beat does swing;
The eternal Bell does ring;
The moment,
The fire-fly, does wing;
Seeking the burning ding.
Inevitable the cyclic Ping;
Also my auto-wing.
Yet I feel am the king;
Yes, am the dunce
Of this circus ring.
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15-5-2014- Nascent Poetry.
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