Underneath Yellow Flame Showers

The sun beat down with unabated fury, It’s angry rays of light Burned up the blackened asphalt As cars coughed up Smoke and ashes A landscape of steel, metal and gray. Alone an old-timer stood, A giant angsana tree Like a stalwart pillion of green a midst the concrete jungle. Long had it Extended it’s hands towards the sky, It fed on light and sweet rain. … Continue reading Underneath Yellow Flame Showers