Burry thy being's all identity
Deep in fecund earth of obscurity;
If seed were not buried sans doubt,
Whence would come the new sprout?
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Green! ! ! ! Arising from the sand. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
One of the earliest poems i wrote. Thanks for digging it out dear EKL.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant work that compels one to go for introspection! Sir, I love your poetry! I am in a different state of mind now, I will read your other works a little later. For this insightful piece of work...10
As I said to EKL, one of my earliest poems. I am happy that you liked it so much, thanks indeed.