gajanan mishra

(3rd April 19sixty / Tikapali, Patnagarh, Balangir, Odisha, India now at Tapobana, Titilagarh, Odisha, India)

First touch


Let me remember,
The first touch
of the rain.
Let me say about rain.
How I was feeling
with this touch,
Let me explain.

Rain, rain and rain,
In my body, in my mind,
all day and all nights.
How rain is giving life
to the dead here there
and also doing the reverse
without any care.

Submitted: Saturday, August 09, 2014
Edited: Saturday, August 09, 2014

Topic(s): rain


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