Jagannath rao Adukuri - The rain

2014-06-12 0

The rain beat the lake, in rising shrapnel
A girl hid there under the rain shelter
In the eye –shadows of the afraid lover-
He that was afraid of the lens’ blinding light.
The sun still refused to be coaxed out
Consequently there were no copies of beauty
The rain was now furiously beating the road
All through the evening the wind howled
And there was nothing that we could do
In this sort of rain nothing really happens.

Jagannath rao Adukuri

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