Disappointment

I stood leaning,
Over the tall sloping desk,
Which the newspapers were fixed to,
Flicking leisurely through them,
But rarely stopping to grasp,
Any piece of news or feature,
With the desire to meet her,
Lying uppermost on my mind……

My untamed eyes darted themselves,
Down the narrow road,
To scan the turn,
And see if she was coming up…….

Moment by moment,
As time sprinted,
I waxed more and more impatient,
While my hope for her arrival,
Gradually waned,
‘She’s unlikely to come today!’
I concluded,
After about an hour’s dither,
And my heart felt crushed,
Under the weight of the dead hope,
And live despair…….

Foreboding

The incessant raindrops,
Furiously beating the roof,
Fill my ears to the full,
With a thunderous noise,
Getting worse and worse.

Intermittent thunders,
Trying to pulverize the benighted sky,
Give me shudders,
As they invade my ears,
Too powerless to check them.

The howling wind,
Violently shaking the trees,
In the garden,
Induces my fear and foreboding,
Of a calamity to come!