Dark clouds gather over the city skyline
A city dweller, curses his luck and makes his way hurriedly through the traffic.
Not too far away, a farmer looks up at the sky with hope.
A smile spreads on his face as a peacock spreads its wings.
Its time… he thinks and quickly goes about tending to his farm.
As the clouds open up and rains lashed out
The city dweller scooted to shelter
while not too far away a farmer drenched in mirth and joy
His fields and land soaked in the elixir of life.
Meanwhile, the city streets turned into rivulets and traffic came to a standstill
The cleverly concealed filth is now flowing openly while
power outage is just minutes away.
Here its celebration time at the farmer’s house as he prays for a good rainfall
His farm looks alive and the livestock rejoice in rains
The hard work and toil is all forgotten as
Rains mean food on the plate.
It is true that life is all about perceptions.
Same thing might mean different to different people.
Here the perceptions about rain change every mile
For a metro city, it might mean inconvenience and diseases
while for the other it ushers new beginnings.
A great Poetical Write-up. The irony is in the end, the same city dweller looks at his food which would not have come had those rains come in time. So well composed, Neha Tabme.. Thanks for sharing the Post!
Thank you for taking the time to read
True. It’s all about perception. Very nice composition! 🙂