Monsoon - 4
let it drum upon my tongue.
squeeze a bolt from lightning
let acid verse be sung.
wring dust from memory
let it cloud my eye.
why is it this monsoon,
I cannot even cry?
(C) Annie Zaidi, July 2006
Labels: poetry
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1 Comments:
powerful - in images and in the rhythm.
- tps.
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