the shadow jumble non humble
croak of the handpump behind the bus stand
garble gaze of the evening lost in the word play of crows
the water tap trip trip flows down
a broken branch of neem dips its head in cool pool
it grips the pale sky, the cluster of
little shakes
under the neem shade
shadows shakes on the sidewalk
the cries of birds inelegant lost on traffic
traffic lost in the lampshade
illusive conscience of flags slogans
sung flown thrown in the jam
stale streets swallow fruits unripen
winter within summer leaves diminished
click-clock disappearing pigs overflows water tap
dimming sunshine leans on grumpy bank building on strike again nevermind
the pending work of sun would be done tomorrow
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