A Hot Day Poem by DILIPBHASKER MATHRA

A Hot Day



The dog is sleeping,
Under the tree shade.
The burning Sun is above the tree.
Birds are dozing on its branches,
The cow is licking its calf in the shed,
The hen is hiding all its chicks,
Under the wings from roaming kite.
I am awake in my cradle,
My mother is swinging the cradle slowly.

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Ric Bastasa 10 December 2009

nice vivid images oozing with metaphors i like this one... beautiful write, keep on writing

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