Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Silliness in the Rain
A poem i wrote last night...when the rain was lashing down in fury, lightening kept on illuminating my dark room, and I unsuccessfully tried to sleep :S
As the skies cry with me
No storm no wind can ease
My inherent fears
The rain lashes my conscience
Hard and painfully
The lightening flashes and i try
Not to see, too deeply
Thunder booms, a crashing sound
Did something break?
Was it something mend-able, or
Was it just fake?
We brave the storm but hard it is
To brave the internal one
The heart cries, its tears unknown
Nowhere, is the sun
The city is drowning, sindh is in trouble
Is anybody listening
Or they're too busy singing songs and speeches
Thunderous slander, booming
Let them sing their merry songs, let them dance away
As we drown in our miserable mess, let them turn away
And when election comes, put your soul-less thumb
And vote for them anyway
The poem turned political, the rain just stopped
Is it finally over?
The swishing sound of drain-water continues
The rainy, tearful remnants still hover..
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