Satya Srinivas

Satya Srinivas

      (Sketch Credit) Ramasastry Venkata Sankisa

Me and my wife
Sleep on the swing mat
Tied below to our sons cot

In the midnight
Crescent moon plays hide and seek
Through the windows mirror
Gossips with plants
And wooden sculptures of aboriginal people
Stationed on the plank

Early in the morning
Bird tapping the windows mirror
Pronounce it heard the chat
And clasps its feathers joyfully

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