Poet: Aabirbhab
I spent my youth
Living under a heavy downpour
Fearing my mom’s lightning anger
And my dad’s thundering roar
I used to run and hide under a shed
To warm myself away from this fret
The weather was a turbulent mess
And they harbored an ache in my chest
People around advised
And told the rain to stop
“Let the little house arrest
Live alive in an independent world”
My friends laughed
seeing me stuck indoors
Mockery and jokes were traded
Of being such a bore
I cried and longed for
Their chains to break free
So I could cherish everything
As far as I could see
But they would rain on me
Whenever I wanted to be me
So I used to curse the rain
Begged to set me free from this pain
Years after years,
the rain finally stopped
Gates that had locked me
finally dropped
I saw the mist fade out
along with the storm
I finally saw the dessert
that I was protected from
From hungry Hyenas
to ruthless kins
Everything and everyone was
engulfed within the 7 sins
It was the rain
who brought life to my everything
It was the rain
who painted my ecosystem green
I gaze across my empty room
And found no one to stop me
I could run, I could play
Might meet someone like me
I could dance, I could sing
Might be someone I wanted to be
But I wanted to quench my thirst
Wanted rain to again stop me be me
Before leaving my habitat
I sulked on the stairs of the hallways
Crying and laughing I remorsed
Every time they rained day by day
I wish I could share the burden in the past
But am too afraid to see the way it will last
For one last time, I looked up at the sky
And wished the heavens to cry
