Friday, 5 May 2017

Poem

Rain in the summer,
Wet the corns afresh.
Amidst the lushes corn,
Stretches a trodden path.

In the centre of the farm,
With beans and veggies around.
My house like a castle,
Amidst the clouds of lushes.

Sparks and thunder afar,
Out of blue the rain drops heavy.
Onto the roof of my house,
Like a tramp of hooves,
Thousand horse are galloped.

Fans are  circling on the ceiling,
Lizards crawling on  the walls.
Inside the blanket here,
I am awaken thinking deep.