Monsoon Rumblings
Monsoon Rumblings
Monsoon akin lovelessness
the mayhem in my brain
a rain coloured canvas
against the pale blue
Monsoon akin lovelessness
thoughts disguised vagabonds
wayward clouds in sky
wondering where to fit in
Monsoon an old witch practicing her craft
in distant rumbles thunder lightning
but under my umbrella she is coy playful silent
a lover unmistakeable playing against my skin
her frozen fingers cool and askance
passionate and eager so that I get into
the most unformidable dream of desired love.
Deeya Bhattacharya