Author Arun Kolatkar The door was open. Manohar thought it was one more temple. He looked inside. Wondering which god he was going to find. He quickly turned away when a wide eyed calf looked back at him. It isn't another temple, he said, it's just a cowshed. Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 2.7 (3 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments