Drizzling’ll be a hurricane
When we get close
Wanna hide in a corner
Where black and a bit cold
No matter how the sky
Rains cats and dogs
There’s the warmest shadow
Our feelings have drawn
Although shallow air
Gets too much cold
It isn’t about to
End up the road
Feel like singing
But voices have locked
Why seems to be a Harley
Ma’ mermaid I’ve got
Poem by Piumi Prabha
Image Credits:https://bit.ly/2GCXdfj