17 Nov 2015



I was beautiful once, 
But they lechered at me. 

I was graceful once, 
But they hated me. 

I was free-spirited, 
But they objected. 

And now when I am broken, 
They pity me. 

And now when I am bruised, 
They protect me. 

And now when I am damaged,
They restore me.

Photo Location: Krishna Temple, Hampi


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