Friday, April 3, 2009

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Sleepless rain cried all these years
children never gone out sinking hut.
Mothers always waited on the road
with a torch lit from heart.
mangoes fell down like bruised faces
no rainbow for the poet.
Shivering with lightning
birds flew with the cages.
holding my heart inside her palms
she stayed until the rain vanished with my life.

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