Friday, April 22, 2011

Rainy days

Let me speak of rains and dreams,
Yesterday city had neither dreams nor rains,
Perhaps had no time to spear!
Little ones had no water to smear!
Wind and birds fly, but 
Unknown fronts crash them!
Clouds never known their mates!
Wailing bridal rooms,
Dark corners, crys, carnage, pick pockets,
Blind hopes, rainless days!


Mothers prayed and now-
You smile! me feel your wet skin,
This flickering wig flames,
My heart flooded,
Every odd animal strays-
On your feet for a dusty meal.
Today me on this earths' raw face of sorrow,
The child in my belly splashes them off!
Carry me now thee wind to the outdoors,
To love thee rain and rainy thee!

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