Remember when it rained
and we took off our watches,
hid them in our pockets,
right next to our crotches.

okay!
Guess that was too much information.
My bad.

Watches weren’t water proof,
they’d break in an instant,
we wished they could be some day,
just a little more water-resistant.

And then came the cellphones,
some strong enough to break walls,
but would die in a heartbeat,
if they encountered a little rainfall.

We hid them the same,
when it started to rain,
I won’t elaborate again;

You know,
pockets, crotches,
just the same.

And now I must wait
patiently for the rain.

In the summer heat that burns my soul,
I await the rains,
I await the mold.

Okay,
maybe not the mold,
but I do await the rains.

IT IS SUPER FUCKING HOT
and I think I’m getting delirious.
Its only in the summer
do I take Global Warming serious.

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I’m losing my mind,
are you losing yours too?

By: Viraj Belgaonkar