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Nikhilesh Mohanta / The Drenched Poem Enough of poems....stretching Stream.... Water, water, watery scene, solely water.... Fondling water touches the feet, touches the passion. There is water on veils, on beauteous curves, Water trembles on the bony peaks, It is in the cloud and below it, Water....vater....solely water. Water is spoken of alone at Every corner of the world. Terrific stream tramples down the thorns of date, - Water overcasts the breast of acacia.... It is in the mire, in outlet, in drain, on the cornice. There is water in the helpless feathers of the shrilling crow, And rippling.... Water is in the ever unfulfilled cancelled tank. Whose fiancee water 2 Does any love ever rear this strephen stream 7 ls it tears 7 of hyacinth 7 of oleander 7 is the water blessings any longer to rural cowshed or farmhouse 7 What does the fierce fang of water seek for 2 It summons the steady longivity of age-old era, Snatches the loving life, and Murders the youthful passionate night yet to complete 8ፃ