Friday, June 18, 2010


I know I can not shrink a sea in my palm
And if any one claims so I believe not
I know I can listen to one flute from the valley
of my heart and I feel not astonished
if others feel so not
I know I can see seasons change unpredictable
In continents,  sub continents
And for the seven seas and several horizons
if any one says they can shrink
the whole sea in me I write not for them
I feel the sea has formed a resolute seashore
for me to stand upon and no way I renounce
my words to a silence which speaks a language
not known to my sea….

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