Bleeding Soil
P Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
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The old fragrant floral vines
Deeply rooted in cultural soil
On being pruned suiting time
Demands changing definition
The uprooting vegetation
Wounds the soil to bleed
Till the tradition oozes out
And a new plant emerges
Without a flower of colour
Or of scent dear to sense
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