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Dawn cracked and morning fluttered out
spreading its grey-blue wings.
The boy who lay on the footpath
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Through the window
I looked at the rectangular world
The tree stood, making the grey skies a dappled green
A little yellow bird sat restlessly on a sloping branch
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the jingle of bangles on a bride's hand
the hopes she brings knotted in her
brocade anchal
the creaking of the beds, the moans and groans
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The night sky a deep grey
In that grey the deer wanders
away from the moon
The tulsi tree grows
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Between The Blooms
Dawn cracked and morning fluttered out
spreading its grey-blue wings.
The boy who lay on the footpath
by the garden fence of the mansion
stirred and promptly sat up
rubbing his eyes
The night queen that flowered under the dark sky
gazing at the boy through the fence all night
shut its petals and drooped
as the morning glory unfolded in the soft sun
Broomstick in hand he walked to the tea stall
The day had begun
Cleaning the stall
washing kettle and cups
running between traffic carrying hot teacups
he forgot his own cup of tea
Between the blooms of the morning glory and the night queen
Little feet run and run to adulthood
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