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.
The bells chimes
Nascent rays creep
Birds herald chirping, tweeting
Petals bloom
Sparkling shine bathe
Transforming darkness
To bounce
Everything to splendor
Of multifarious
Renewed activity.
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