BELGAUM CITY
LAKE IN NIGHT
I felt that
it is one among many
Before
knowing ‘its beauty is not tiny’.
Twice I
visited to it in the sunlight
But I saw
heaven in the electric light
It looks
normal in the day,
Surrounds
by the roadway,
Becomes
decorated by electric light
And it
mesmerizes in the night.
In the day,
the sun cannot beautify it
But
electric poles do after they be lit.
It seems,
the poles touch the bottom apparently
And reveal
the mark of thunderbolts clearly.
The liquid
turns into golden color
And motors
cause fluctuation on water.
The wind
makes the surface to twinkle
And the
glory works whole night to kindle.
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