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Sreelekshmi S Pillai

Classics


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Sreelekshmi S Pillai

Classics


Beating Transience

Beating Transience

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The hands I held,

Ticked away with the hands of the clock.

And I waited in vain,

For clocks to tick back.


Treasures for which I travailed,

Oozed its way out.

And I tried fruitlessly

To seize the slippery silver.


The children I bore,

Flew apart on the wings of time.

And I gazed dolefully,

At the strangers my love had bore.


Verse I fashioned,

Lay cradled in my heart,

Merging with its fragments,

Beating notes of transience.


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