Dark clouds roll by
Turning Summer into Winter
Rain lashes down
The sky as black as sinter.
Looking for a break in the clouds
A glimmer of blue sky
Rain so loud
It's covers a maidens sigh.
Under a trees lower branches
She looks for shelter
Raindrops from its leaves
Rolling down Helter Skelter.
Cold drips on her neck
Involuntary shiver
Rain making puddles
Sets her body to quiver.
Dress wet and clingy
She looks at her rippled reflection
Body distorted
Seeking life's direction.
Tears added to raindrops
Fair maiden looks up in despair
See's the dark tower
Sharp intake of air.
As she looks upon it
Another lost soul enters
The cries of the lost
As it gets swallowed in its dark centre.
A dark poem here Robert, deep and needs some reflection. A good read.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
After 5th June...now 23rd August...welcome back Robert after a long break, and that too alongwith a substantial and poetic contribution in the form of this beautiful poem of feelings...! ! ! ! ! !