Beginnings Poem by Priyanka Dey

Raindrops drum the tin-roof
clumsy flowers nestled in the crooks
Breathe a sigh of relief

The cat skimpers a little
drops shine off her skin
Roads now sinned into
utter silences,
watch as it rains
Within.

The orange bangle, now hidden
tears the gray apart
and out, it bounced
like a toddler's toy, bouncing off the cloud.
The kicks of life, strangle us down,
And yet, we gasp to breathe some more.

Rains come, the rays go
And comes the dark and the light
Pain disappears, only when we begin to smile.