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
Saturday, April 18, 2009
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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.
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