Bruised, but not Broken (poems) – 1. Rain

Bruised, but not Broken (poems) -Challapalli Swarooparani  1.Rain Rain means Memories – Flying termites That shed their wings from The wet anthills of the mind Rain means A paper boat that I fasten To plunge into the pond of infancy When I look at this rain I remember my damp thatched house That woke us […]

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