Resurrection
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You always made me
to stand straight
even when I am let down by desperate dyes

you always made me
to sing melodious tunes
even while the nude tree cried at the autumns’ stiffs


you always made me
to rejoice a lot and lot
even though the saddest dreams derided my primes

I’m now a new sculpt human
Chiselled hard to make it fine
Grab me now to make me thine


R,PURUSHOTHAMA RAO
supani@yahoo.com