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A Tug Called India

A Tug Called India A quiet tribute to the Tricolor, capturing the deep, instinctive bond between India and the heart of its people. Wherever...

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Impermanence

Shimmering beach sand,
footprints on wave-kissed shorelines,
all recedes with time.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #113 Beach&Time
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.

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