poetry of the re birth.....
Several time intended to tell you. Clouded in the mist of mind. Try to become crushed to have ... A down pour with lightning and thunder... Ultimately it shattered like tears from the volcanic eye of love... Which where not been known before... Was it all from the earlier un grown mind... Tried so much to anvil ... Picking from the silent inner soul ... The words written and teared off, from the paper of poetry of the re birth..... Gr kaviyoor ...18.11.2019