I slip
I trip
Avoiding splashes from running vehicles
Lightning flashes bomb me with fear
Paralyze my movement
Tantalize my breathing speed
Mind blanks out
Find heartbeat escalate
See the bus shelter
Bee hides under it
Rushing towards my destination
Dashing pass the trees
Almost fall into the drain
Within one feet distance
Rubber shoes stop me
Straining toes heavily to the ground
The black yellow bee seems grinning
Upheaval embarrassment is blushing my face
And the bus comes waving goodbye to the bee
As the bee slips its tiny feet against the wet pole
Knocks and trips onto the wet ground
Inspiration On: Wednesday, 18 December 2013 from 7:25pm to 8:26pm
It was raining heavily and observing the raindrops on the road. Afraid of tripping myself, I walked slowly towards the bus stop. This experience births out the rhyming words, let my imagination runs wild and playing with English words in my vocabulary memory.
Yoshiko 
well, it certainly is a tough job! 🙂
Yea it is a tough job to write this imagination down 🙂 Thanks a lot, Sharmishtha, for your continuous support 🙂
the pleasure is all mine.
🙂
Hope the trip did you cause you can serious injury.
Take care and be well! Cheers~ 😀
Gosh~ what did I type?? What I meant was “Hope the trip did not cause you any serious injury.”
Sorry for the confusion. Cheers~ 😀
No worries, Chloe, sometimes I ever trip myself. This poetry is based on my past experiences and adding my imagination 🙂 Thanks a lot for your concern
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You’re welcome, my friend!
Be safe, always~ Cheers!! 😀
Cheers 😀 too
Cheers!! 😀
😀
Happy New Year, dear Yoshiko 🙂 Pawkiss 🙂
Happy New Year to you too, Angel 🙂
I love rain. Hugs.
Hugs 🙂 too
An interesting adventure. I’m glad this wasn’t all true, as it sounds very frightening. Happy New Year!
Yea. Thank you, Toni, for your comments. Happy New Year to you too