O Needle Come Back Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

O Needle Come Back

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Light torn.
What a pity!
Can recall the great grandfather
Handed over me a needle in the morning hour
Just after a few days I born.
I lost it in a heap of straw when grown
Light torn.
Ah me! fie! for shame!
O Needle come back.
No more She could maintain Her honour.
Her divinity.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Mclain 13 June 2016

No one now is a prophet in their own country here they are locked up put on mind altering anti psychotics or brutally killed by our own law enforcement.. Sometimes I think that.. oil Good write my Friend.

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Thank you my dear poet. You are always welcome on my pages.

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