Monday 25 July 2011

The sudden rain

Some few steps into the compound
‘Umbrella’ mommy’s voice came out
Stopping legs to make meaning of that shout
Sparkling bright light through the dark brain tunnel
The eyes rose up
To open its shielding lids

Brightness overpowered by dimness
In array for battle, the sky
In wait a signal from the dark clouds
Seated on the mountain shaped horses
With their piercing cold arrows on the skin
Taken away all on its path
The rain on the poor earth
Lying calm at its feet

Legs in a mounting confusion
Will have mouth coming to its rescue
When uttered the sound of retreat
‘Ok’ so suddenly the whole body
Begging the little thing
To cover its head, the little thing

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