The Rain Hesitates

The trees fall and bleed  And curse the world. The vehicles whiz by,  And the dark smoke challenges the air, Throttles the ones caught in its snare. The slush by the drain lingers,  And grins and spits upon the passers-by. The sand and cement in open...

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The mobile phone on the table shrieked at the top of its voice. The device was sat at the loudest mode of its ring tone so that when it rings she can hear it from the other end of her house. By the time the phone rang, she was in her bed and tried to drag her off from...