Rajendran Muthiah

Gold Star - 14,734 Points (16.03.1950)

We Were Whites At Gangotri - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

A fine mist of snow condensed on my face
and froze soon to make me of white race.
Black faces shone bright
and it was a nice sight.
Nature doesn't sting the skin spraying mace.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 16, 2013

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