Rain And Thunder
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Anil Kumar Panda
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The rain lashes
The curled eye brow
Of the meager land where
The trees extend their fronds
To embrace each other
Sunlight is a mirage
And the miry floor pulls
The snake from escaping
It lies as a striated twig
Raindrops feed it with pearls
In a solemn disport
The sprightly squirrels shake
Their furry coat and vanish into
Thickets at the cracking sound
Of clouds moving towards
Dark horizon and melt away
Night blooms into morn
The strands of golden ray
Wash away all the memories
The flowers leave upon their
Stalks of the night of hailstorm
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