A blinding cloudburst
She used to yearn
To quench her savage thirst
For the petrichor
Curdled in the sultry air
Now she longs for
A torrential downpour
To conceal salty rolling beads
Of unspoken thorny throbs
Cascading down her sallow cheeks
Rain,
Rain,
Rain
A haven in you she seeks
Copyright ©
December 4,2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem