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| My nephews Sidartha And Akshay |
Those sun kissed faces /
Joy overflows around twain* /
Birds chirp your sweet songs //
Hypnotic eyes seek /
Wisdom and action alike /
Content, seated now //
Life carefree, always /
Angelic devils of mine /
My shelters of love //
*n. an archaic word for two
How can any verse and word be complete without my succour from darkness...my joie de vivre, my nephews Sid and Akki ?
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Glad you made it this far...would love to hear your take on the words scribbled. A comment every now and then keeps the blues away. :D
Since, crazy Mr. Blogspot won't let me reply to the comments here (is upset with the water ladies ever since they refused to verify visitors)...will do the next best thing, drop in to your blog to say my Vanakkam/Namaste/Salaam/Hello.