Parvathy Nair Poems

An old stooped figure
Near the garbage bin
A thousand wrinkles,
And a figure so thin,
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Faith is what
Brightens the darkest of nights,
Gives you strength
To fight the hardest of fights
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I have lived so long,
And yet I don’t know why,
I am alive at all.
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Oh winds of change, where do thy blow,
To the notes of which myriad tune do you flow?

I travel through the endless space,
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