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Gorthi Manasvini

Abstract

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Gorthi Manasvini

Abstract

On A Summer Day

On A Summer Day

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On a summer day

Grasses were grey

Sun was adamantly sour

And clouds were taking a tour


Waiting for the soothing wind

Melancholic leaves confined

Folivores turned into vicious thugs

And its tears became food for bugs


Only dry remains left

Nothing precious was left for theft

After being consumed by the earth

Solace smiled after-death


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