THE TORRENTIAL POUR
It comes with a giant-sized whirlwind
As swift as lightning
With no harbinger, with no glimpse.
Moving like the goddess of cosmos
Debris, it disband to the boulevards.
The birds frightened by the unseen force of nature
The trees dancing to its rhythm
The animals grippled with...
As swift as lightning
With no harbinger, with no glimpse.
Moving like the goddess of cosmos
Debris, it disband to the boulevards.
The birds frightened by the unseen force of nature
The trees dancing to its rhythm
The animals grippled with...