The Ring
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Kesav Venkat Easwaran
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Beneath a sky of graying frowns,
Behind a waning moon,
Beneath a group of frozen clouds,
Bereft of raining moods,
Beneath a bunch of aging stars,
Bemused to wink or shine,
Beside a sea of stoic waves-
Betwixt two shores alien,
Besieged by hostile gang of birds-
Believes in not to sing,
Beside a smiling fate he girds
Begins the countdown ring
Kesav Venkat Easwaran
24 January 2019
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