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Memories From A Rickshaw
...with memories from a rickshaw
packed away in my portmanteau
and now the silence sticks to the rain
whispering in the downspouts
at a soft tempo of yesterday's flames
of melancholia's wind song strings
in the garments of nature's environs
the monsoons of thundering tunes
muted by the tranquility of wipers
dancing on my window pane
packed away in my portmanteau
packed away in my portmanteau
and now the silence sticks to the rain
whispering in the downspouts
at a soft tempo of yesterday's flames
of melancholia's wind song strings
in the garments of nature's environs
the monsoons of thundering tunes
muted by the tranquility of wipers
dancing on my window pane
packed away in my portmanteau
Published 30th Sep 2023
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