Wednesday, 23rd August (2)

Posted on Aug 23, 2017 by Frida

A typhoon rages.

But it cannot break down the

Walls around my life.

Sunday, 16th July

Posted on Jul 16, 2017 by Frida

Clouds gather thicker,

An ominous grey – warning –

Of tears to come.

Posted on Jul 15, 2017 by Frida

The clouds have gathered,

Like mourners at a funeral.

We all cry for you.

Posted on Jun 15, 2017 by Frida

To see you is as

Parched eyes on green vistas fall.

An early monsoon.

Posted on Jul 9, 2015 by Frida

Silver-green, gold-grey

Monsoon. I never liked rain.

Until I met you.

Posted on Jul 7, 2015 by Frida

And the rain came down –

unstoppable – memories

Of the last monsoon.

Posted on Jul 6, 2015 by Frida

A shard of lightning.

Harbinger of monsoon rains?

Anticipation.