Author A. K. Ramanujan Ainkurunuru 113 Yesterday, some people of this town said about me, she is the woman of that man from the seashore where great waves break on the white sands. Mother heard it and asked me, " Is that true? " I said, under my breath, " I'm burning. " Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments