Nostalgia Of Rain Poem by Ashok Suresh

Rains had come every year
Drenching earth cold and damp
Breaking soil, forcing streams
Looking man through Crystal eyes

And rains must have seen
Us who waited looking out
From our windows at the trees
Feeling beautiful and a little cold

People who had never had
A better friend than monsoon rains
That made their hearts a little dance
And washed away unseen tears

Monsoon brought them a 2nd life
For a little part of the year
made men little boys again
And women pretty princesses

Rains made us forget who we were
& live our dream as we really should
And make our laughs & little dances
& cries that we'll remember ever

Every time rains came again
Some were not to be seen again
They were on a different train
Another destination another life

Rains missed them dearly
For they were the best of men
Dancers whose legs were tied
And singers who only sang in rain

Loyal brothers, fiercest friends
And those who waited to open
Their hearts to someone who cared
To tell their tales, happy and sad

And rains heard them every year
And missed them afterwards
wished those men to come again
Who could smile to rain & rain only.