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Thursday, 31 March 2011


Thick white clouds on
a solitary morning
settled on the garden-bench
leaving it misty and wet
for a long long time.

vacant calmness was smeared on the trees
Purple, White, Yellow flowers
laced with the cold dew 
look crumpled under the sun.

early buds of the grass
strewn on the brown flowerbed
were crushed by
the hurried footsteps
of no significant destination...


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