Stars emanating lugubrious glow
My life is strolling along this countryside;
Reeds waving, trees giggling
My life is drowned in wild Demi-monde ；
With no dime,fishing the dam
Firm and emphatic their stride；
Moonlight burning, wind turbulent
Full baskets of catfish their booty
Muds ornamented their badge;
Stars fading, cloudy seas merging
The absurd came from nowhere,
Misting them alone, no way back home.
YOU ARE READING
The monsoon literature
ŞiirOur self is always so distant a leap from the surroundings. Literature is the medium of the minority to revolt, to state existence.
