Gaayatri Chandrasekharan

Rookie - 0 Points (28/3/97 / Wayanad)

Wait Of The Forest

The forest lass lingers lazily
Below the mauve dawn sky
Swinging her tresses side to side
Yet standing full and high.

The late evening's drizzle on her waxy leaves
Slithering gracefully with the wind
Adorning her like drops of emeralds
Hiding within, a soft morning glint.

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