Rain Drop Poem by Rosna Roy

Like a dew to the pasture
Like a bee to the flower
And like a dream to the sleep
You came to my cheeks
When I sleep with my sweet and soft pillow
You touched my cheek
When you touch my face
My lips ate glittered with a little smile
My eyes are opened little but
With not little expectations
When I see you in my mirror
You looked me with little smile
as like in my lips
That's you my dear rain drop
That's you
My fingers touches you
At the same time
You vanished from my cheeks
Now I can't see you
But I can feel you
Like a silent music
I can feel your presence
I can feel your calm and cool fingers
My lips become more glittered
My eyes become more closed
Because I fell into sleep
With the memory of your cool presence
With the happiness in your sweet and calm touch
With the secret smile in my heart
My heart only....
When I sleep with my heart's secret smile
The same heart is waiting for you
Just for one moment
Oh dear drop come again and touch me
Come again
But don't break my sweet sleep