LOST BEFORE THE LONG AWAITED RAIN [2 IN 1]

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I am lost,
In deep wilderness

Wilderness of tackles and thorns
Once stuck it becomes stigma.

Stigma of no cure
No even by saints

Saints whether pure or impure
Cannot solve the riddle

Riddle about life puzzle
Forcefully paused my senses

Senses unable to send or receive
As life seems to be another destination

Destination of shock and regret
Where something strange are real

Real! Yes, the planet earth turns Pluto
As everything becomes unbearable

Unbearable that snake can't hiss
And birds can't sing

Sing a melody but dirge
As goodness is like a nightmare

THE LONG AWAITED RAIN

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The hot tempered scorching sun is slumbering
And the day is becoming obscure
The wind is drumming for the trees
And the trees are gracefully dancing to its tune.

The seas and oceans are anchored by the violent wind
Leaving them in the middle of helpless directions
And every market was sent packing with great haste
For they forecasted an aggressive and stormy falling water

Within minutes, the sky as dark as a coal
Seeing the shadow of yourself seems to be inevitable
The bright white lightening with shapeless branches
Presides the sound of the rumbling and scaring thunder
Soon the rain will come and my expectation will be fulfilled
For I have to walk in it to keep my running tears.