I Am Not A Saint

Poem By KAVIN CHARALAN

For I am not a saint
To leave the foot prints
On the sands of time
But a poet
And will leave the
Fragrant flowers on your path
They will neither loose their
Fragrance nor the freshness
With the passage of time
But will adore your heart
With gentle and sweet touch

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Thank you Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi Languages are getting younger, so are the words...and poets are always young at heart -KAVIN CHARALAN
They will neither loose their Fragrance nor the freshness Languages are getting younger, so are the words..


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