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Articles: Poetry | DROPLETS & MORNING WALK
- Mr. purushothamarao Ravela
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DROPLETS
My grass
Getting dried up
The lawn ‘s bereft
Of moisture
I prayed
For a shower
The cloud kindly
Obliged
To
Flower
A shower called RAIN
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THE MORNING WALK
The nerves
Nudging
Ribs
& Groaning
The Heart
Beating odd
The Ankles
Sprinkling pain
The Fingers
Aching
Why so many
Negatives?
Oh! Alas!
I missed
The morning
Strolls
for A week horribly
------R,PURUSHOTHAMA RAO
supani123@yahoo.com
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