Storm in Summer

by Bibhu Padhi (June 2013)

It is summer night.

There is a storm

raging inside the bones,

a storm that is almost like love.

There are the metaphors

around the sun.

It seems there are black spots

on all things we love,

even in the prayers we make,

in the big trees within which

the winds dance and blow.

This is the storm for which

I have no answer.

homes, trees

I love to remember,

the pre-monsoon clouds

holding the rains.

angels go,

why I still wait

for truth to arrive,

even though

I am beaten by the night

and too much loneliness.

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