CURTAL SONNET

Storms thunders inside,raining outside world
No shed protect.umbrella can't stop wet
And Rainy season found in summer blaze
To quench the dread and bloom the faded land
The Colours were once part of land to paint
Now land of dread lost colours dark became
Don't form horizon-rain don't clear as sky
rain.never stop till land become a lake
Let rain on land let acrid space by wet
And drops of rain in land of dread, it soothes
To grow the cactus stems with sharp clear cut

- Ma Deuce