In this summer
In this summer I am here
With the kissing hugging
With drying suffocating
With the holy grass
Waiting the rain to pass.
I am on this land of my dream
I am on this land of thunderbolt life.
My eyes opened and the rain not here
My horse is ready to have a race
But it is the summer with ugly face
Not in a position to grace.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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