Illusions

(Captured from the Suratkal Beach, NIT, Suratkal) Speak to me, Speak thro’ drifting clouds. O! sing to me, Sing as if the sun would throw a flare, To give to harmony. Then call to me, Call across the drowsy valleys, Spread the word you care! Now come to me, Abandon now , My inner dreams… Continue reading Illusions

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