Pranab k c
25/07/2014
nice look pleases
the sky
when I shout loudly
someone behind
angrily howling
to make me stop
- why dear
- look can't please the sky
sky controls our look
quarreling not my nature
simply I back and again
shouted loudly
- sky dances with our smile
and the man with anger
also turned behind
not to face an insane!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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