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Litterateur

           REDEFINING WORLD


            A MONTH AWAY FROM MAY






                              Heat comes uninvitingly,
                        even more blatantly, patronizingly,
                       though rain should be amiably let in.

                                 There is no choice,
                                   as vox pop say,

                            It is best to accept what it is.

                                What will be for those
                         who could not afford A.C fully on,
                        who live in destitute and distress?

                           Blaring, prickling, scorching,
                        sweating, suffocating, nauseating,
            cursing, swearing, complaining, withal condemning . . .

                                 But, it is still in May,
                        just sporadic rumbling, thundering,
                                 just signs they are.

                             Rain seems still far away,
                          though it’s only a month away,
                     to usher in a monsoon paragon damsel.











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