Kranthi Pothineni (1982)
Breathing with memories
Time is playing with me…it says you will never be back.
Everyone is showering sympathy on me…as though it is true.
Sky is laughing at me…when I looked at it for hug.
Cold breeze is teasing me…to adopt its nature.
Dark clouds are asking me…to rest in its shade.
Even while this pain is killing me…I am still breathing with smile.
In the beauty of those memories…that you gifted me.
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