The Ninth Tale.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Monsoon clouds gather in the gloomy skies,
gushing cold piercing darts down on humble earth.
Is it tears or is it rain?
I am having a headache now.
I always do, whenever it is about to rain or when it is.
Just stop thinking, please.
And let the dust settle and the rain wash it all away.
Wash me away.