Cherry Sha - RAIN...

From the middle of my porch,

I see this dusk……..

Enclosed with shadowy clouds,

I let my hand touch the drops…

Which when fall, on an old blue shed…

Make sounds.... as gloomy as..

a song which..

a century ago was sung……


Cold lane sleepy and silent..

Street light as dim as a kerosene lantern

I look at sky and then look down….

Looking for something…

which through eyes can't be found..

a plant of Rose..

longing for the flower

wet leaves and wet ground..

even moon has left for a region so far..


Twilight is passing…

What in night's arms lies….

D same old thoughts..

pleasurable memory…

Life has a beautiful...

N unforgettable history..

Cherry Sha

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