“Paradise-Lost”

It’s another day in... “Paradise-Lost”

The Gods are getting angry…

Thunder clouds are gathering...

The storm has already started.

But I see no rain drops...

Falling from the skies…but falling from my eyes...

 

The desert is my home.

Hope…a fragrance of kindness and sunshine of happiness seems so old..

Somewhere far away I hear the rain drops…

Falling on the rooftops...

But it will never rain in my haven.

  

One day I will tell the Gods that I'm angry...

Who am I to challenge them?

They who will decide what's best for me, have given me only pain..

Perhaps I need to understand why

You give me storms.. and not the rains...

Your tests  are painful but the lessons are great

The universe is random, meaningless, and cruel

 

But a drop of rain...

A single drop…is all I need

Another drop goes by

and joins the puddle at my feet

I look around

and everything is still...

everything is waiting…in the “Paradise-Lost”