The poetry of rain on small screen…
The cascading water, white and foamy,
sinuous grey locks of an aging beauty.
The watching crowd speculated…
Overnight frenzied panic spread.
Inundated rivers trespassed boundaries
like thousand reptiles, water crawled
and crept, toppled down concrete edifices.
Chasms yawned, caving in land beneath the feet,
Reverberating cries filled the air
mixed with the stench of carcasses.
Whirring helicopters above
fathomless water beneath
floating away caste and creed
Unity anchored in;
A crouching back – a stepping stone
fisher folk – a demigod
At the last slow steps
of a death dance….
Sun peeped through the clouds
a tear stained face.
Residual memories bundled up
in rags, battered lives
scraped away silt from the river
and a nightmare.