The Cultured Pearl
By Sateesh Kumar Challa
January 15, 2012,7pm
*Through the puff of smoke, Ran a river of tears, Talking to the drops of water, Evaporating into the air, Hiding from the temple of thoughts, Realizing the self, Becoming a teacher of art, It·s the process of finding the strength, Not in the loss but the gain, Time will be a history, Fade with will memories, In all the silences still, Mastering the obsessive detachment, Lying on the lotus leaf, Glowing like a cultured pearl
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