Rain: A Young Lover's Song!!

Is that you? Really have you finally come?

I stare in stark dis-belief as I hear you arrive in all your onomatopoeic regale

You wake me up with your grunting and growling….disturbing the silence of the mordant night....

Slowly I hear the same familiar pitter-patter on turpentine roof-tops

Displaying the grandiose beginning of a young lover’s song.



The strong enforcing fragrance of wet soil lingers on

When you hit the dust for the first time…….

From far and beyond like from a distant dreamland

You have arrived to quench the thirst of the parching earth

Exhibiting the deep satisfaction of a young lover’s song.



I see the trees.....they are happy now……..

They have got rid of their sun-dried leaves

The new bloom, awaits your sprinkling fall

To express their gratitude they sway and dance in your love

Infusing the novel freshness of a young lover’s song.



The birds are all perched on their nests

Trying to protect their young ones from your thunder-storm

But still they spread their folded wings and around they fly

Exhorting the feeling of pure mirthful joy

Releasing the true freedom of a young lover’s song.



I am trying to acclimate my best to keep pace with your changing moods

And I still wonder why you have arrived so late this year……….

You hear me rhetoric….. You just smile….I hear a distant thunder….may be it is your reply?

You suddenly stop and then start again catching me completely off guard

Soaking me in the playfully flirtatious nature of a young lover’s song.



By Me!