I Sow The Seed On Fertile My Body. Poem by SRIRANJI ARATISANKAR
I Sow The Seed On Fertile My Body.
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She is calling out going away
Seed of call left behind
Torrential rain unable to float the call
Even the whiffled wind helpless feeble
The whimsical call-seed is so heavy
I sow the seed on fertile my body.
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: concious
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