The tumult was great
there was a drum like beat
not with a great sound
being one of very meagre
mild it was in tenor
went on for long
could it be a preamble ?
a prelude to the rains.
A big anticipation it could be
the rains play a trick
seem to come in a torrential pour
they make all attempts to come down
could sense a prevention from somewhere
the rains halt for a while and stay unassumingly
wonder would they ever come or not
did not descend till the day ended.
Such could be the expectations elsewhere
a disappointment would follow if it does not happen
let us not hold to whimsical values as such
not worth a tuppence all the more in particular
live not with any wish as the case might be
sail with a tide as it flows never go against
could lead to a catastrophe untold
learn this mantra with a full heart.