Lending Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR

Lending

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Haven't told
Anyone yet
Last night old Sun
Dim beam
Trembling in cold
Secretly came
Asked me to lend a blanket
Getting a golden chance
Keeping myself cool and calm
Played a game
Pressurised him
Borrowing the same
At high rate.

Monday, September 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sun
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