Suchi Govindarajan's blog
The singer plucked a line of air
And spun it till it took wing and caught fire
A thousand fireflies bloomed in the music.
My face is still warm from the glow.
[A short poem written after watching the awesome Stories in a Song!]
A highly imaginative one.I came through a mail containing your”Lament the demise of NRI” with your website. will read other posts leisurely.
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