ITS OWN WAY Poem by Manushyaputhiran

ITS OWN WAY



In the granary
an affection
sprouts slowly

No light
no breeze
no handful of earth
to clutch
nothing
but its own wetness.

And yet
obstinately

it emerges.

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Manushyaputhiran

Manushyaputhiran

Trichy, Tamil Nadu / India
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