Confessions Of An Autumn Shower Poem by Kamal Prashar

Time it is for a summer too long

Lay down dear shadows in dials of Autumn

Dusk on the bushes so green and strong

On the cake of grass unwoven at bottom



That song of Hope sung loud that Cur

Those strokes of Fire on his shaft so crazy

In the parasol hid that lovely black fur

A thirst of aqua quenches that daisy



As the winds sail on ships of speed

With the rains of hope in rails ahead

As the drops of splash on windows precede

"I come to you dear Mother" she said! !