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What changes

when seasons

of torrential rains

make way for times

earth licks

parched lips,

when naked trees


in icy winds,

spoken words

turn to crystals

fall and break…


What changes

when you hide

behind opaque curtains

of duties


or indifference…


What changes

when silence blankets

the silenced…


What changes

where permanence resides

and nothing will ever change?


– Shail Mohan (20 Nov 2013)


NaBloPoMo November 2013