Beside the window I sat
watching swaying leaves
in bright smile of Nature.
Nature slumbers at noon
in the evening, she beats
on her breast, mourns
cries, sweats, sobs.sighs
By twilight she in pale
passes to peaceful sleep
under a blanket so dark
with a spark of sex love
for a piece of yellow loaf
O! my heart in palpitation
awakes me from stupor.

Nasarudheen.P. Parameswaran

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