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One of the Last poem of



                                       K M ANTHRU




                                              Founder Editor



                   The eyes of the heavens shine through the stars

                   The onset of the moon solaces the heart

                   The amber flowers laugh

                   Yet,                                                   K M ANTHRU

                   You did not come                                          1937 -2020

                   Now...

                   The sky darkened

                   In front of my eyes

                   Darkness crawls...


                                                                   The man who loved


                                                                       literature, lived


                                                                         through it and


                                                                             died for it



































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