It is on the day Lucifer
planted a seed of destruction
in one treasured soil of earth,
a mountain caved in
and one ocean roared.
And the tremors of that
special effect rolls through
the wheels of a time bound
machine of destiny
to dry the last dropp
of rain from the rain clouds
of kindness.
July 16,2009
GAYATRI NAMBIAR
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