Time Poem by Drkgbalakrishnan Kandangath

The Time-drkgb
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From where do you spring?
From my mum dream?
Or from the singing swing?
Or from the waving stream?

From my imploding In?
From the exploding Sin?
From my heart, my thought,
No, no, no…. from the nought!

The wheeling wheel it is;
The kneeling feel it is!
What, what we scroll an’ wipe?
Still, per speck, it does ripe!
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9-11-2013
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