Poetry

WAITING

By: Maharani Robiatul Islam

The sky is cloudy.

Dark clouds shape a circle.

That's like a ruin which will come.

Much water down to earth.

Brown water!

It wets a brown shoe beside a store and a road with some kind of sounds!

Rain wets a long hair which has arranged orderly.

Lightning makes whole body to be stiff.

Only fear and tension in mind.

As like as a stupid woman.

Spending much time to catch water which downs to earth.

Try, try and try! But it’s so difficult.

It's like touching happiness without smile.

Suddenly, there’s a sterling question.

Is it wrong if there’s person who spends much time to wait?

Then until sky is bright.

There aren’t any changes!

There isn’t a special in that day!

Just a wetting brown shoe and an untidy long hair lay.