RAGING STORM OF
MEMORIES
-Rajiv Khandelwal (India)
Today
Rudra'srage echoed through
the winds
Howling, roaring in anger
Like a wounded beast
The sky wept with heavy clouds
Tall trees were bowing in submission
Against his wrath and might
While the smaller ones
Trembled like a dancer's hands
As if caught in the grip of Parkinson's
dance
The scene
With its atmospheric chill
Reminded me of the day
When you chanced upon me
Having coffee with another woman
In a dark-candle-lit themed restaurant
Exuding a romantic ambience
With the Tandav Shiva
Smoking out of your eyes