‘ K.SivaReddy ’ రచనలు

A crescent moon


Scattering her organs indiscriminately
As if not hers, she squat

As a stone heap of someone
By the road side
Is she here, not known?

As swimming in herself
As if didn’t know which bank to reach

As a seeping in ocean behind the sunrises and sets
Without a sense of anything

The wind blooming in the hair
Draws crisscrosses on her forehead
The crazy ring on her…
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