At Vijaywada on Train

Black sewage
& stinky filth
still reflect
an azure sky.
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Dark hovels,
narrow lanes;
Lord reigns on hills -
a woman yawns.
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Parallel lines
crisscrossing
endlessly
over chips of
granite hills.             (rlwy lines@station)
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Railway bridge
flutters with
prayer flags-
urban clothesline.
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Running threads
bead salty drops
dressing me
on a summer day.
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