[Pretty Poems] The electricity is out

#115

In September of 2019, we were staying in a place called Thoraipakkam. The terrace was magnificent, way better than living in the studio apartment-like house. One day, when the electricity went out at around 3pm, it was too hot and suffocating for me to sit inside the house so I found a place under some shade on the terrace. I took my pen and paper and started jotting down the below poem.

Enjoy!

The electricity is out

So I'm sitting on the terrace

All I can is sit and pout

Wishing the sun bore down on me less

I woke up early today

Thinking I'd accomplish a lot

Who knew bad luck was heading my way

To throw my fine hours into the trash pot?

Some days are great, others not so much

I try my best on the days I can

C'est la vie, life is such

All I can do then is chalk out a plan!

Oh, our dependency on electricity!

Phones, laptops, anything that can be charged

What a shame, what a pity

A new generation of people have emerged

How'd I know if power is back?

I won't unless I go down

Hoping I can make up for the lack

Of work time, donning a frown

I shall go try my luck

So, farewell for now

Truly long to be unstuck

Adios, buh-bye, ciao!