Thursday, September 23, 2021
Creative Writings

Showers of rain

The smoke from burning the saw dust
Keeping away the mosquitoes,
The drizzles into our open varandah
Moisting my borrowed A4 size papers,
A temporary home
A random work table
A banana or an unsweetened tea?
But never a perfect muse
While the rain lashes on …
I have found my peace,
In the midst of insect bites
Somewhere not home-sweet-home
Beside the newest graveyard of a dear uncle,
In the littlest of diction that flows
Within my heart, showers of blessing
For I have found the peace
That comes from above and within.

Kikruneinuo ZB Liezietsu
Kohima Village

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