Rain drops splashing across the glass
Spraying their wrath at me
A relentless enemy strikes without
Travelers together on an endless journey
My reverie broken I stare
At a city I barely call home
A new side I discover
Of life through tinted glass
As the elements haunt the streets
Even the powerful must seek cover
Forcing life to stand still
They who must but always run
Now helpless, stranded and sore
I press my face across the glass
To catch a glimpse of my life
As it used to be and could have been
A vision into a glorious past
A bunch of carefree souls I spy
Who splash mud and water all smiles
Radiant, full of hope and alive
If only I could get back
I would trade the very world
Every single ounce of joy
To go back to my friends
3 comments:
long time, no writing?
Its' taking me too much time to write :( writer's block
Mumbai! Sniff. I love the last line.
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