Rain. who else doesn't love rain? it pleasant fragrance left behind. That freshness after drizzling drops making everything comes alive.
A pleasant evening.
Followed by a cup of tea on my favorite spot of the window.
A sudden deep dark black blanket covered the sky,
a cool breeze passed through my ears like they are trying to whisper something,
Such a beautiful feeling it was.
It almost made the storm quite within a while:
which was just hovering inside me since the morning.
A bright flash of light brightens the sky like it a candle is trying to create a source of the comfort zone in a dark dank room.
the most awaited moment came;
Yes. It started to rain.
Sitting on my most favorite spot of the window.
Staring on these rain drops soothes me slow.
I was completely lost in those falling droplets;
like they are calling me out to fall freely forgetting all the sorrows for a moment.
Shyly peeping in from the pane;
a drizzle on my face just like an erotic kiss,
a step towards a new connection;
a romantic proposal to fall in love.
I ran into the lawn to fill it into me.
It drenched me from tip-to-toe, gave me a shower of its love.
Drowning down all the worries, all the sorrows;
all the chaos I had in me;
buried somewhere in deep.
You opened that chest and let it washed away.
The joyous wave ran through my veins cleaning me to pores.
It was a new me,
you gave me so much just in few moments with some pour.
Waiting for your return;
Ahana Verma (author) from Delhi on January 02, 2020:
I'll too pray for Rain there.
John Hansen from Queensland Australia on January 02, 2020:
A wonderfully descriptive poem celebrating the rainfall. We have been experiencing drought here for so long I can barely remember when we had significant rain. Fires are raging out of control across much of Australia.Ii pray for rain soon.