I stand watching
As the clouds above me
take various forms and shapes
The chariot turns into a monster
The mermaids tail into an evil dragon
The heart floats by
teasing me , tempting me
beyond my reach
And then I see
The storm cloud
slowly inching towards me
mocking me , provoking me
with the rumbling sound
inching closer and closer
I feel the sharp pain
As the harsh wind blows
across my face
I look up
and wipe the single tear away
No it won't rain today !
beautifully carried away...
ReplyDeletereminds me of Ghanan Ghanan song :)
Thank you Dee for the lovely comment !
DeleteThe kind of words I needed to read right now...thanks ...:)
ReplyDeleteThank you very much Ilakshee...
DeleteReal good one..with a climax to inspire..
ReplyDeletethank you Prasad !
Deletevery beautiful lines.. nice one!
ReplyDeletethanks Rudra - the king !
DeleteWell had it rained maybe these beautiful words may not have rained on us.
ReplyDeleteor may be i would have written about the rains then ;)
DeleteBeautiful.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful lines..loved it..
ReplyDelete"The chariot turns into a monster
ReplyDeleteThe mermaids tail into an evil dragon" ----Loved these lines. These lines tell the truth of life... loved it
beautiful lines..
ReplyDeleteSimple poetry can be extremely beautiful. Your lines hold testimony to that and I am glad that it did not rain. If it had, probably these words would have been unsaid!
ReplyDeleteEvokes melancholy... beautiful
ReplyDeleteallegoric TTT. I am reading between the lines.
ReplyDeleteWritten really well. :0
ReplyDeleteI see a monster up there.