Rainy day


Silver bullets that cascade from unknown planes,
Spiral my world into a black and white movie
Beat into my कोट as if it was an African drum.
Da-bum da-bum da-da-da-da-bum da-bum BUM!

I hurry for shelter, under my doorway to a chair,
And I watch the chaos outside through the glass
Now आग comes from the heavens, razing all in its path.
BA-BOOM! Pitter-patter BA-BOOM! Pitter-patter BOOM!

Mothers and their children, owners and their pets,
All run for shelter like I, from those cold silver bullets,
Most cannot escape their wrath, and are hit at the bone.
Splish-splash, whoosh! Shhhh swoosh! Drip, drip, drip.