రోజు: జూన్ 11, 2020
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The Falcate Moon… Dr. Umar Alisha, Telugu poet
Like the stretched bow of the Cupid,A silver boat floating on milky-ocean,A cup of wine of damsel Nature, looksThe second day’s waxing moon over the sky. Seems some lass had lit it there, and leftWatching it a kite was so hookedthat it sacrificed its life ultimately;Why am I not so devoted to my heart-throb? It’s […]
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The Uncivil… Aranyakrishna, Telugu Poet
Man is not born alone The flora are his own siblings Absence of trees and birds Marks lack of civilization. No Concrete slab breathes out oxygen. For man to live as green as a forest He should surround himself with greenery. Some fool carries in his lorry Logs, which look like a heap of torsos. […]
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