It was dark .. It was stark ..
It was cold .. It was chilly ..
I tried holding on to my blanket ..
I tried to get warm ..
But it kept getting colder and wet
… the time had frozen so was
I.
I tried lighting a candle
To ward off the dark ..
But the cold wind would blow it off
Making it even more dark ..
I kept trying .. but the matchstick got
over ..
The dark clouds would hover ..
I kept looking for a warm place ..
But in the darkness I kept stumbling ..
I hurt myself .. I fell down ..
I tried walking across the room .. to
look for a hand ..
That I can hold … and feel the
warmth ..
I kept walking in the room .. spreading
both my arm ..
Looking for arms, in whose comfort I
could feel warm …
But I kept stumbling and kept hurting
myself ..
I tried calling .. but no one would hear
..
I called harder .. but my echo I could
hear ..
So .. I just sat there .. waiting for
the rain to go…
I held on to my blanket .. with a tight
grip
As that was the only thing that gave me
warmth ..
I listened to the rain pouring ..
Each drop .. making a sound .. saying something to me ..
I listened to wind .. each time some one
blowing a whistle ..
I sat there whole night .. waiting for
the rain to pour ..
And go .. I waited there silently .. for
dawn to come ..
But it would keep pouring and become
colder …
It rained last night ..
It rained outside .. but..
I felt it inside ..
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