Treasure Island

Ratnakar Mandlik

(Aug.29,1950 / Hyderabad(A.P.) , India)

Sun And Rain


At his brethren winked a cloud naughty
Saying, let us bring obstacles in the Sun's duty.
Let us cover him, though now it is summer
To bring on earth the scenes of winter.

For this new game all the clouds agreed,
To save the people from the Sun scorching.
To the Sun they covered and fully overlapped,
The rainy ones joined them with a smiling.

What a pleasent weather, the artists exclaimed,
The people came out being with heat quite bored.
You are my life, a man said embracing his beloved.

The clouds were amazed by the action of lovers
And uncovering the Sunasked rainy ones to rain.
The people at once enjoyed the Sun And the rain.

Submitted: Friday, August 26, 2011
Edited: Friday, August 26, 2011

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