Thou... heart so dark.!
no wind, no sunshine
probably......
an unseen rain is awaiting
to wet my heart.
Shrilling of thirsty birds
every corner of my heart
my eyes are forecasting
probably......
an unseen rain is awaiting
to wet my heart.
My legs as immovable as
pillars
cold shivering through my spine
untold silence is going to break
probably.....
an unseen rain is awaiting
to wet my heart.
Omkar Hosalli
English Language Teacher
Government Adarsha Vidyalaya Aurad (B)
