Sunday, September 29, 2024

Monsoon, a Poem by Eva Petropoulou Lianou


It is a rainy night
The birds do not fly
Nor the cats get out of home

I stare at the window
It was a strike
Then skies opened
A monsoon was created from nothing
As evil came so suddenly

I saw cows and cars up in the sky
They were flying as an eagle

Monsoon approach my window
I saw a shadow...
A black shadow like a puppet
Was moving all around

Hands and foot was moving
A big mouth was shouting
Homes, people, windows smashed

We forget beautiful things
We forget God

A monsoon was attacked my memories
My house
My life

It came and destroy
everything

The next day I was alone
Without clothes
Without smile
Without memories

Without heart...

After monsoon dissappeared....!

© Eva Petropoulou Lianou
Athens, Greece
eviepara@yahoo.fr

1 comment:

  1. Congratulations dear
    Eva Lianou Petropoulou

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