Tropical  Mid-day  en-viron
 spread  into the  horizon  , every way
Even the  SKY  ---panting  for  breath
 The  tropical  summer  NOON
like  a  mid-life  baren **Hindu-widow
muttering* 'Montra '
On the lime-washed  funeral  out-spread, called  Earth .

The  whole  living-  world  is  hiding  behind  any   available  shades
 Life, -----
like  displaced  insect/ ants  on  heated fry Pan  of  any  make
suffering  desiccated  life---hopping , legging  for  ESCAPE , on any term !

Yet  some  Cactus -Life  or  green-leafed  shrubs or sproutung  root
on  NATURE'S  Tropical  - Breeding  Lap
 are facing  this  tropical  HEAT
 with  daring  Spirit
 like  young  REBELS !
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THE   SUN  - RISE  ON   INDIAN   OCEAN
( MOHAABOLIPURAM :1974  4--15 AM)

On three  sides the  pure transparent  Dark
to  the  East,  the  mustic  SMILE
No !  ,  don't  enthuse  so  soon , --my  Soul
Maybe,   another  repeating  of    deception  arise !

Look  beyond ,
 the  waves  play  the  'encore'-  games  of evading  dance
 no  promise , -yet  imprinted  any where, -can I see
 the  groaning  lament  of  Ocean in thousand / myriad  prints
bashing  heads  on  granite boulders --heaped upon
 even though  the morning  baby Sun  seems  to smile !

Another   DAWN  declared
seems ,  some   assurance  also   on ocean  horizon  and
also  -within  me !