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The Lines Of My Hands

The Lines Of My Hands…

This winter night is so still,
Even the wind freezes in between the trees…
The water flowing in the river,
Turned to unbreakable slab of ice…
The roads are so quiet,
Like the lines of the earth’s hands…
Each road leads to some destination,
But no one is there to explore…
The lines of my hands
Are also numb to feel what I want…

© 2014 Pimmi Nag

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