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The Curse

The cocoon breaks
And life wriggles out
In the bliss of ignorance
The abyss stares and sighs
Hunger, the wretched gnaws
The nest forsakes
To a brutal barter. 
Crippled wings
‘Flying amidst flock of colors’
Fallen, a curse clutches
The barren boughs of humanity.      


More By  :  Uma Parthasarathy

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