Every Day Is Summer Ashed Poem by Indira Renganathan

Every Day Is Summer Ashed



Every day is summer ashed
Poetry yet sprouts bashed
At night tears when water
Every day is summer ashed

Summer but a cycle to pause
Heart to spring tear-watered
Every day is summer ashed
Poetry yet sprouts bashed

Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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