I Was Husk Poem by Madhav Sarkunde

I Was Husk



A cloud
comes over
my home
and peeps
in through
the window

I got that
it told me
that real me
lay within.

And really
as I peeked
into myself
I found me
quite unlike
from the one
outside.

True so far,
I was husk
and now
I am a seed.

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