Thousands – Kusumita Mukherjee, Kolkata

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Wonder_eyeBeauty is in the eyes of the beholder

A thousand lights cannot enrich like the sun reflected by a dewdrop on a Dahlia.

Pure

Unblemished

True

 

The flames of the forest ride the sky on their brown minions

Below lay crushed and mangled

Yet not without the hint of life and colour.

A thousand feet cannot rob it of its glory.

It may degrade

But never perish unacknowledged.

 

Our hearts may be broken a thousand times

But it will never be castrated enough to belie the joy of beauty.

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