clusters of careless, confused clouds cry
the drowsy earth does not know why
the trees woke up with a start
a sparrow lost her heart
ripples of sorrow
tears they borrow
uncertain
awkward
wind
the drowsy earth does not know why
the trees woke up with a start
a sparrow lost her heart
ripples of sorrow
tears they borrow
uncertain
awkward
wind
a blessing that brings torment for some and happiness for many, ah the monsoon!
ReplyDeleteyup! happy for many, not-so-happy for some.
Deletethats why perhaps they are emotions :)
ReplyDeleteSuch a sweet and beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteCheerz
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