The sullen rains have settled in, Every hungry mind is parched. Every wandering soul That ever marched Has found its peace and Has made its tryst with happiness. Except for you! The hopeless wanderer! You were restless before, You are restless now, Somewhere, somehow. The sudden wind that carries, The heavy droplets Hit and pierce your skin. You know the pain, You feel it loud But you don’t mind For in your mind You have known the pain All along in its various forms. You were once that child Who now plays in the rain, Filled with mirth and happy calls. But now everything has changed, Is it you or is it the rain? You realize, perhaps it is you Who has changed After all, the rain still falls Pretty much like it used to do.
Loneliness of night, When extinguishes the lighting eyes, Silence when rules the earth, I listen to the music of anklets, Someone silently comes in, And I listen to a song of love, The poet is still thirsty, The thirsty eyes
Rains are here again, I am surrounded by hues of blue and grey in the sky, with sunlight filtering in sometime. The earth has wrapped herself in the fabric of flora and fauna has not stayed behind, the buzzing of
And when it rains all of a sudden Water seeps through skin and soul I feel the droplets in my veins A shivering, drenched, shattered whole Something is wrong, somewhere for sure An abrupt pain, I can’t endure The gaps