Kanyakumari Revisited

While I muster the courage to post that series from the past year, here is a standalone(?) poem of the usual odd-semester-at-CMI kind.

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Transience 

Etch the ballpoint memory
Of a distant past that isn't me
Alongside the ramblings of
Another maddened poet.
The reptiles on the wall
Moult when curtains fall;
"Seasons will repeat", wisely,
Simplicity still wrote.

My pen is like a broken wing --

So heavy in pain, I cannot sing!
The open sky will draw your stories,
Eight of them in all;
The creatures on the edifice
Die when kingdoms fall.

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