Start To Unknown Poem by SALINI NAIR

A long way of creation
Thoughts that are spontaneous and forbidden
Impulse that was a flick around
Fissure that flourish the dust
Passion that split the priority
Gust of love that prevail somewhere
A reinforce that was forever
Quail that obstruct the nature
Tinkle that spell the wisdom
A hard way of trust and expectation
Mighty hands that hold the love
Its the lore of love and regale
Mother; the majesty of all! ! ! ! !

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