The following poem was written by Oleg during our poetry workshop last Friday at the Central Library.

Be Quiet, the storm is approaching

he is watching, no one can stop him

the day was blue and purple, like the horizon

the black cloud is silent, but so was I though

then I saw the reflection, and came the thunder

but I stayed under, I’m not a runner

I will remain, until it’s gone soon

And if you want to go somewhere, follow the monsoon