Without…

How is the weather inside
Does it breeze gently
With gusts of rain

Or does it storm
Profoundly
Like an arrogant hurricane

How is the lightning within
Does it thunder
With growls unrestrained

Or is it quieter
Unobtrusive
Like gurgling bubbles-chained.

How do you reckon
To match the two…


The thunder within,

with the ramshackle..

Without.

© Shalini

Wait.

It’s just today

That she has given in
To the lost terrain
And has allowed
The creepers to block the way

It’s just today

That she has refrained
The flowers
From blooming

It’s just today

That the rain falls…
Her whims and fancies
Will finally give way

Tomorrow
A Hurricane….
Will follow…

Till then

We shall wait.

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