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Beneath the grey shawl

I still shiver and tremble,

It shrouds my figure

Yet is devoid of the warm ensemble.


Sparingly I look up

Or try to search

The tattered shawl needs a mend

Few stitches shall repair the imperfect shred.


With a needle of courage

A thread of hope

I hide the patch and refurbish

It’s a new wrap in possession

The old torn is nowhere…

Water wont seep in

through the pores of this mantle ever…

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  1. Wonderful! The comparision… beautiful!

    • Thank you so much Arindam! How have you been doing!

      • I am doing fine… Par lagta hai aap is nacheez ka ghar bhool gayin…

        • No No,been busy since last few months and so havent been visiting many blogs lately. Will do so soon.. :-)

  2. Absolutely speechless at the exquisite beauty of your words:)

    • Iam touched Vishal that you liked the composition.

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