THE STORY Pt.1

 The rain poured,

And stopped.

The clouds crowded,

And roared.

 

And still,

I long for just a peek.

 

In the name of fun,

I walk the carnival.

In every step,

I wander off.

 

What should I say?

When and to whom?

 

Could it be a start?

Or merely a pity end?

-Manya Singh Patel