Posted by: Ron DuBour | August 12, 2014

THE UNSEEN~by Indira Sadanandan




I live in a world of sunshine
Sometimes I see a rose,
Into the depth of it’s red petals
Where the blood drops dripped
Down from afar
I dive deep into The unknown
Nadir of the sea
I pick up pearls not strange
But very familiar
I fly above,reach to a star
Shedding tears
When I touch my cheeks I feel
The dampness and cold at my
Finger tips.

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