RAIN

The flooding memories wafted through the rain,

And smothering chilliness redolent of death;

Recollections wedded to an invaluable past;

And the freezing fear of an annoying present.

The past and present converges in rain!

The watery courtyards and wet leaf tops,

The damp earth and dull trees,

Not the less saddens a spirited mind.

The moaning rhythm of the falling rain;

And leaves drumming for isolated rain drops;

Fires pain of separation in shaky minds

A mother of child, love of his lady love.

The violent rain, wilder than stormy ocean

Dons watery grave and endless tears.

Homeless kids huddling up to ragged clothes,

And bloodless bodies by troubling cold,

The phantoms of killed men and dead fish;

Daunts us through each wanton rain.

The nature weeps bitterly as it looks,

The alarming warnings of a veteran soothsayer!

Senseless men roaming about in windy nights,

And gruesome faces of rainy nights,

Burdens one with love for scattering men folk

And fills with the fear of draconian nature.