Seshendra Sharma
Nagaraajupaadu/Nellore district/AP/India
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Gorilla-8

My friend your sky is swallowed by Amasya;
on the crossroads times is scattering its excrements on the statues;
Atleast cover the bodies of those voiceless figures with your torn
Rag, they are helplessly shivering in bitter cold-

Ganges was once a goddess, then became the road of boats,
And finally an irrigation canal flowing into our fields. Your see
In the hands of time even gods change their forms-

Brother, we may all be drowned today in the river,
But remember a day is bound to come, when the river itself
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