Storm Coming Poem by Daisy Pereira

Children playing in the park
accute pain storms the skies
they are unaware of the
alarming beauty of the nature

Two people kiss
what happens?
Nothing.
Then why water cannons!
I felt I am alone
just another drop
in the mighty ocean of nothingness!

Will there be a tomorrow?
I looked into the bell jar
to see the remains of an unborn dream
I asked, will tomorrow remember
this moment
where I stood watching
the mirth of sun borne children
the storm in the horizon
the dying old man
sitting on a bench
thinned by his memories...