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The sun has taken his seven colored throne.
Morning is mildly laughing as baby new born.
Birds are busy picking grains and twittering.
With the closed doors the houses are sleeping.
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Neela Nath Das
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Chuy Amante 11 October 2014

a PAIN FREE voyager! why not? Keep the ink wet and the paper dry Sis. Neela!

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Geetha Jayakumar 11 October 2014

Beautiful poem Neela with fantastic lines..... Innocence hugs the sleeping face without any strain. It seems the face has not ever faced any mortal pain. I feel that you have compared innocent new born baby to nature. Loved the way you presented it.

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