Pieces of poetry written by my dear father, Srikantha Murthy D. They have been my most constant source of inspiration, and continue to be so till date..
As I'd like to believe, a gift that he has shared with me.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
About Beauty
Beauty is gracious Though transient Be it be rose, Tiger cub Flower decked tree, Green sprouting tree, Sun dipping at horizon, The silvery nights And not to forget Alluring eyes of eve
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