The Rain Poem by Angelina Pandian

Sitting inside I watch the rain
It pours and pours. But –
Undaunted ’neath their leafy shade
Two Koels sing their love for each other.
Sitting inside I smell the rain
The chill, the spine tingling wind
Calls me out, it calls me to feel
To feel the sensuousness of the rain.
I give in a bit, I put out my hand
The raindrops touch my fingertips
A shuddering shiver rends my soul
Revoking memories put to sleep
Remembering past rainy days and nights
I step into the night.
The rain falls through my hair
Runs down my neck in warm streams
It hits my face, my eyes, my lips
It reaches down to the depth of my heart
To put a song of music in my soul.
The cold raindrops fall on me
Drenching me to the marrow of my bone
Breaking the heat held within
It exudes a passionate warmth
Reminding me of long wakeful lonely nights.