a lullaby for the dying rain



with the exuberance
of a newly-awakened baby
craving for her mother's warm milk
and her soft, cloud-like arms,
i waited for you.

amid rains that fell like gentle rose petals
a parade of rainbow bright umbrellas
all wet, all struggling to face
the howling, angry wind,
i waited for you.

coffee, steaming and violent,
now frozen
cold and dead
like a
a long forgotten book waiting to be picked
loved, read, touched, taken cared of,
i waited for you.

until after the hostile rain
lost its vigour and retreated
silently into dusk
defeated, anguished, dirty,
invisible as night lights
swallowed the dark clouds.

until umbrellas, colourful, childlike,
hid their faces in shame,
i waited in vain.

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