U. R. Ananthamurthy Poems

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The Wrinkles On Grandpa's Shoulder
The wrinkles on grandpa's shoulder
Are the contoured hills and valleys seen from above.

Riding royal on the elephant,
Clutching grandpa's tuft- the king.

His too rode thus upon his grandpa's shoulder,
Like me,

A few secrets hidden in the pocket of the shorts
Clutching grandpa's tuft- . . .
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It Is Raining Again
Do you remember? Can you guess coquette
My tall girl, I listen with muffled ears
In secret shall I make you wise, turn this side
After revealing all why close your ears?

My dark eyed lass, who clapped to laugh,
Innocent one who hid behind the door to startle!
It is raining again - do you remember it . . .
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