Through the Streets Forlorn
A rain that felled in a rhythmic beat
washed away our muddy feet
rain frogs croaking beside the pond
has drone
so as the violent rain has gone;
drenching each tiny leaves of oaks
reminding us of a wedding vows
the rain has gone,silence the night
has worn.
we are moving ahead to the port of call
holding hands with a shivery breathe
ahead and ahead
through the streets forlorn..
Written by,
Rekha Antony
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