Owner of Translucent Umbrella
Moirangthem Minakshi Devi *
Strolled I restlessly outside a random cafe,
Whilst the hazy sky looked seemingly fine,
Though I could envision a light shower.
Yet, in forbearance, I wisely chose to wait.
The air stirred soon later quite like a mad mammoth,
The clouds then looked grayish and heavier.
The weather forecast fairly broadcasted a looming downpour.
Yet, in forbearance, I wisely chose to wait.
I continued to stroll when light mizzle started to roll.
From a distance, I saw across the pavement
Someone noble, tall, lean, pleasant,
In a timeless navy peacoat and in a pair of selvedge denim.
Held he a clear translucent umbrella
That possibly hid not that noble face.
As he neared, the mizzle revised its tune.
The weather outlook quickly changed.
It rained cats and dogs with thunder fright.
Came he to greet me in the rain and thunder.
In, I went under his translucent umbrella,
Making a conscious polite entrance,
Blushing in a manner that goes unnoticed.
He was my assertion against the whole rain
And I, a reluctant admirer
Of the owner of the translucent umbrella.
* Poem written by Moirangthem Minakshi Devi for The Sangai Express
This poem was webcasted on 01 March 2023.
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