When it Rains in Tokyo
By Sabah Merchant
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When it rains in Tokyo,
And I have laundry in the balcony from the week before, I bring in the clothes And loudly wonder why I didn’t two days ago. Oh, right: it’s because I went to Ikebukuro. When it rains in Tokyo It's often gentle and soft. It’s intermittent too, Like fifth-grade music class Or my visits to the grocery shop. Yeah, those back-to-back conbini meals have to stop. When it rains in Tokyo I want to go outside and dance; But it just so happens that I washed my hair the day before, And I don’t want to change out of my worn track pants. Besides, I’m too shy to take that chance. So I’ll stay inside and watch the rain fall, At a time in my life where I'm ready to give it all; And when the rain stops And I see the final drop, I might step outside, Take in the air and light, Maybe drop by Ikebukuro And go with the flow. And maybe tomorrow, It’ll rain again in Tokyo. |
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Sabah Merchant is originally from India, and currently resides in the Greater Tokyo Area as she pursues her writing goals. She enjoys reading about medieval and Renaissance English history, and revisiting books and shows from her childhood. When not working or writing, she can be found in Shinjuku or Shibuya, enjoying the bustle and noise in a very un-introverted manner.
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