A Walk In The Rain (3) Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari

she was gone
the rain stopped
and sun got its shine renovated
with sinking heart and heavy feet
I stepped back
left my soul at her door
o’ I forgot to ask her name
Kamran!
how stupid you are?
should I go back?
no, what would she think?
what would I say?
whom I want to meet?
“a beauty I met in the rain”
o’ you fool Kamran!
you didn’t even ask her contact number
she told you nothing
and you left your invisible soul
at her door as a souvenir
which she would never see
and where in the world
you expect that she would feel for you

with such dismal thoughts in my head
I reached, where I parked my car
and got shocked
you here! ! !
yes I want to ask you something
okay go ahead
will you hold my hand till my last breath?
I smiled
and it started raining again
I held her left hand in my right one
and started walking to the river of Lethe*



River of Lethe*: Lethe is the river of oblivion or forgetfulness in the Underworld in Greek mythology. The dead would drink the waters of Lethe to forget their earthly existence.



Oct 01,2009