Friday, June 22, 2012

monsoon call

Clouds are dramatic
the blue sky is behind
I soak in the twilight
of the black and white
tis bright at times
and thunders all around
shadowed roads and
the breeze is wet
moon is peeking through
and the stars are hiding
monsoon is very near
but not a single drop yet
longing to feel it
I walk away from home
in search of the pour
to touch it, feel it
and come back to life

Srik

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