The Parched Body & Soul 

The Parched Body & Soul 

When the inky-black clouds rumbled and thundered;
And the lightning struck terror inside and out,
Parched body and soul, with jumbo joy, raptured
In hope of the sky’s sweet drool down its snout.
The wind whistled, rustled, and blew to betray,
Sweeping the inky-black clouds quite far away.
I kept gazing at the sky, stung by the thirst,
Hurt deeply and badly with a heart unnursed.

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Birbhanu Singh
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One thought on “The Parched Body & Soul 

  1. With a heart unnerves…live the last few words. Overall, a very good poem with a very evocative tonal quality. It’s a poem worth a second read!

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