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Sunday, August 9, 2009

The Wait

Oh, i am so famished,
My life is so flushed,
The sun that is scorching,
Me, i am so drooping.

Hot breeze that blows,
Faints me more as it flows,
No blade of grass for a shade,
Am all alone, like a single spade..

I look up and pray,
To see if there is any prey.
I see a dark brown speck yonder,
More here and there, And i turn bolder..

Specks come close, Coalesce to become one whole,
Swallowing one into one another, All into each other.
Gathering strength in their numbers, Growing heavier,
Eclipsing out the Sun, Announcing their arrival.
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And then they drop, One by One,
We all look up into the sky, Tiny little Eyes.
And they drop, Uninhibited, Unhinged, Without any bias,
One by One, they drop, for us Corpse and Crops.

As they drop, they bring life,
Forming more little eyes, on the mud they splash,
They breath out life from that very lifeless mud,
That smells so very much of life than anything more.

Now i feel not lone,
I am blown with all this loan.
My wait ends with this high,
as the Rain drops that Fall, makes us others, Fly.....



month of august being special, shall be spiced up with this theme, which is inarguably, a true RTLL- Reason to Love Life....

3 comments:

Amber Light said...

Truly, rain is a reason to love life. And a very strong one too! :)

Neha said...

Imagination & being d metaphor urself & imagining is wt sets u apart nanda... u got a gr8 talent.. use it well..!!

IzzyGumbo said...

Such lovely writing my friend. :)