Cascade of tears

By Dr. Misha Suman

It's been pouring, pouring all week long,

Pouring like from the sky, her beady eyes

Were those unstoppable hot brine

That flooded through her hut.

Hut of some other dimension,

Hut of flying tortoise and gigantic beetles,

Hut where Bats were hung upside down,

Hut that burned and silenced the jungle forever.

Hut where her tormented child was never laid in peace......

It's been pouring, pouring all year long

Pouring like their screams, her sunken eyes

Was dried up valour- for you can't pour from an empty cup.

By Dr. Misha Suman