Cool, strong air.
Symtoms of rain.
Light-weight items take off from their normal positions in my room.
Long raven hair whipping in my face.
As I started writing this.
The drops started falling.
I walk over to the balcony,
With the rain sputtering in.
The wind now slapping hair off my face,
And dots and more dots of water on my skin.
Gives me a shivering wave of melancholy.
Then a crashing, yet sharp roar of thunder...
(Strangely) Unable to see the flash lightning...
A police siren?
An empty plastic bottle crashing onto the wet concrete from a height?
Then a softer rumble of thunder...
The rain eased a little,
In my room I prayed for it to stop completely...
A car hummed through the wet puddles on the road.
Could hear neighbours swearing some shit,
And me thinking what else to write then.
A chain of louder thunder
Dad's keys chiming randomly;
He's going off to work.
Walked over and help him get his shoes from the cabinet as
The floor was wet
And he was lazy to take of his socks.
Waved goodbye to him,
And after he left,
Saw a strangely new notebook.
Peeped into it and saw a page full of
Magic the Gathering trading card game combinations.
Got back to bedroom.
The sun shines magically through the window,
Rain stopped.
Everything seemed brighter already.
Even the birds go back to their chirping,
And flying about.
Notice the humming noise of the fan...
Switched it off, went to my bro's room and
Log on the Es.
12.04pm.
Submission Name: 11.42am,7th floor of a flat, 30th May 2006,Sg.
