Can you?

Can you see?
- the beatiful n lovely future is waiting
- the expanding horizons

Can you feel?
- the rain, the aroma of earth and life thereafter
- the awakening, moments holding joyous memories

future holds
no lament no tears
no worries no fear

Can you hear?

Voices from the falling stars
speak of beautiful future to unfold

Crooning from our guardian angel
speak of glorious life forward

Humming of flowers and trees
speak of romance and lively breeze

Silent whispers echoing again and again
Love you! Love you!

Are you with me?

It's raining hard,
drumming a rhythm, dripping to the ground.
creating puddles, changing the color of water
chirping crickets, witnessing my loneliness

dewdrops waiting eagerly, to converge with the earth
Creepers growing serenely, wending their way around trees.

Thundering and lightening skies
dark and tinged with crimson
Strong gales, battles in the mind
consternation and commotion

rainwater pelting on the rooftops
resounding and penetrating
truculent and besieging
stormy mind, with resonating thought waves

It rained heavily, yet left the earth parched
I got drenched, yet remained thirsty within

I'm praying for this phase to pass
I'm praying this love lasts forever.

the sun is rising, are you with me?

- Devendra

I will wait for you!

I will wait for you,
from dawn to dusk, my lifetime!

I will wait for you,
with pure heart and soul!

I will wait for you,
with our memories, deep within my heart!

I will wait for you,
with our dreams holding on my palms!

I will wait for you,
with a light of hope of lovely future!

It's raining within myself ......

It’s raining, in the clear twilight
without any clouds, obscuring stars
sitting at the window, cleaning my soul
feeling the pain, healing the scars

I don't understand, the nature, the signs
Buried tears are surfacing again
betraying time and deluding life
deceiving conscious self of mine

collapsing droplets, recounting life
creating illusions of lovely yesteryears
water assimilating the water
Mirror reflecting the image of mirrors

It's raining, garnering snippets of life
mind, swanning over the past and future
moments making communion with memories
earth, absorbing, conforming with water