At nightfall the pretty Ganges wore
A black sequined satin dress and
A splendid necklace studded with
Candle-like lights on the bridge
The flickering flame of the lantern
In the boat refused to dance
To the passing wind’s death-tune
Near the jetty stood a monstrosity
Brooding over its illumined loneliness
And its cavernous stomach ached with
The darkest secrets of the high seas.
Jagannath rao Adukuri
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