After a hot and humid March-April, it rained
Empty streets, empty coffee shops, all washed
The lonely Pharaoh was having his dinner
"Hot tea-coffee",shouted the cycling old tea vendor
The puddles were once again filled with muddy water
He could see his reflection like a dog and a tiger
The souls from the nearby graveyard rejoiced,it rained
It didn't matter who sinned, who redeemed
Who killed, who saved
Who obeyed, who betrayed
Who prayed, who dreamed
"We were abandoned on earth, tormented in hell, in heaven pampered
We were tired, at last our prayers were heard, it rained"
Her sharp eyes filled with sparkles gazed
Pierced him from a distance,it rained
He didn't wanted any shelter
Nor desired to run, like a wounded dog-helter-skelter
And embrace her,like a frightened Tiger
His skin cooled,kept alive the kids habit
When he walked slowly, alone on the street
When he avoided the rooftops to get wet
Everything was cleared and washed
As if to forgive those who sinned
When Pharaoh saw that the rain,hail,thunder had stopped
With a hardened heart, again he sinned, again it rained
Like the Lions, the clouds roared, it rained
He became a mummy,his body preserved, it rained
You were close to his jugular vein
Still He couldn't reign
Nor amidst this rain
His tears were seen
After a hot and humid
March-April, it rained
---shahzad
(pic-abrar)
