While Eveninging

On the shore of a slowly flowing tamraparni(red river)
and waving yellow grass
we sit on a rock
with couple of your words..
and my old saree

magnificent red evening unfolds ..

(Adapted from
'Tambesanj'by Indira Sant)


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Nitya Amarnath said...

turning back time...
with with white mosaic, corner rooms, beautiful river and trees and a harsh summer..

Junuka said...

yes and
a sound of namaz from across the river with smell of water,entered the corner rooms..