<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nimisha (poetrysoup international contest winner)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In her layette she looked fair.<br>'Nimisha', parents called her.<br>When aged five, polio plucked<br>The strings that her legs moved: <br>As a string less violin, her legs rest.<br>In wheelchair she grew up, <br>Along with her mother's tension, <br>And father's anxiety.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rustic children wish her, <br>But nobody takes her<br>To the festival<br>In the shrine rural.<br>She wore new dress, <br>But as the butterflies in her frock, <br>She also cannot flit<br>To the shrine yard.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cough waves, today also, <br>Shake her lungs so.<br>Distant drumbeats and holy music<br>Move her fingers in wind rhythmic.<br>Clarion in her ears does resonate, <br>And does ripple thoughts divine.<br>She never knew<br>Pneumonia packing her soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Serenity of twilight does collapse, <br>As, again, drum storm develops.<br>Few knew Nimisha swooned.<br>Later, people intoned, <br>'Being holy, an apt day it is'.<br>In emptiness infinite, <br>Parents knew her truly.<br>Wheelchair in to the dust withdrew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Fabiyas+M+V">Fabiyas M V</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=391391" data-title="Nimisha (poetrysoup international contest winner) de Fabiyas M V" data-description="In her layette she looked fair. 'Nimisha', parents called her. When aged five, polio plucked The strings that her legs moved: As a string less violin, her legs rest. In wheelchair she grew up, Along with her mother's tension, And father's anxie..."></div> </div> </div>

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