Friday, 16 September 2016

The Infant- by Arathi Menon

The Infant
Smiling through the chubbiness
And its wide eyes
Capture every drop of beauty
In every morsel of nature
With full of faith
In its caregiver’s hands
It laughs at the most funniest
To the darkest of faces
Making even a monster’s heart melt
As its young red blood

Flows in a lighter heart

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