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Rahul Gandhi

Met with a flurry of luxuriant emerald green foliage,

Shining brilliantly in the escaped,

Seemingly out-of-place, rays of sunlight,

I could only marvel at how

Inconspicuous the black as soot dirt looked...

Noticing such a rich hue of colour

Born from and sustained by the black,

I could not doubt the infinite presence

Of something above me,

Choreographing the wild, crude dance of chlorophyll...

May 21, 2019

Borne from Black – A Poem

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  • May 21, 2019
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