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