Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Shaleen Rakesh Poetry
Sunday, May 26, 2013
The Temple Road
Under hurried
footfalls
a limpid road
runs metallic blue, and
comes upon a large temple
the sound of
bells and chanting
fill the summer evening, where
softly rest
blades of grass.
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