THE EDIBLE HURRICANE

I tried to climb the fence of fortune

In order to break the yoke of disillusion

She blew dust into my eyes with anger

During tough times

Her mouth rode rough in hatred

As if, all were lost in regrets

I tried to let it show

After the impromptu rain,

It wasn’t as easy as once said

Yet, the storm was still rehearsing

It blew around like a cyclone

Or a hurricane in New Orleans

I became eagle-eyed

She ate her words in a rush

Yet, swallowed her pride forthwith

Hence, she became an elephant power

And I became helpless at the eleventh hour