Ramdhura

No one knows
when the sun will be clouded
or when it will rain
in Ramdhura
women and weather match

the swagger in party
and the day long hangover
is no poetry:

I feel the foggy rise
from the hills below
and smile at my grand daughter
saying, "It's stormy
let's get in"

Ram Krishna Singh
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