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THE BLAST

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The past aches have stopped at last
without a whimper or a blast.
.
No more aches or pains,
Just those little scars and stains,
on the hard nutshell sustains .
No more of the aching chains,
No more longing in vain.
.
Love has grown
It stands alone, on its own. .
It’s found its core
It seeks nothing more.

@SARALA KURUP JAGAN

3 Comments

  1. kusum says:

    Lull and peace after the storm of passion has passed away.
    Ekla chalo re…..
    Kusum

  2. C Krishnakumar says:

    Blast from the past
    Or so it seems
    Good times never last
    Except for our dreams……….

    A very abstract and thought provoking poem

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