there WAS A TREE
used call ezhilampaala.
they axed her
for width of road
shade dead
the cream white
dissolved in melting road...
one school girl
cried and disappeared from mass;
the path she dropped tears
sad salt.
my grand mom narayani
recite
how she died
she poured all lessons....
leading life
have not any actual reasons.....
life life
life
ezhilampaala
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