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When The Rain Comes By
When The Rain Comes By
When the rain comes by
And the roofs cave in
While the wind murmurs secrets
To the wild bushes
As the evening falls
As gracefully as the purple ramparts
Across your neck
As they carry an immigrant hope
Moving across your naked neck
Like a tributary wandering across
An unknown territory
Yet carrying wistful hopes
Traversing latitudes and longitudes
Of pain and suffering
To meet its beloved ocean, someday
The radio hums
A song that Google wasn’t
able to name
But you remember it nonetheless
The clouds whirr in the sky
Like an upsetting frown
As you hear the thunder
A voice cracks
The fire in the fireplace cackles
I ache for the warmth
Of Ma’s touch
And the unshaken shoulder of Pa
I ache for the soothing blues
And a Kantha made by Ma
On these days so desolate and despairing
Yet in the threshold of my heart
A peacock dances
Feigning happiness
As the roofs cave in
As the rains come in
