‘ మందగొండి నరేష్ ’ రచనలు

Droplets of Ink

When did we feel that free time, when did
Giving rest to the ‘rest’ indeed
Run always, we run.

We do burn
The sparse minutes of time
On the pyre of Time.

And we count
The hiding dreams
Taken asylum
Under the shadows of eyes
We go on and on
We really run and flow
Crossing over mornings
And Evenings
We really runపూర్తిగా »