Rain Overnight - Poem by Ananta Madhavan
Overnight rain has left the tarmac wet.
The handrail of the balustrade
Has a row of raindrops clinging on,
Not yet adrip. I count them
Like my memos, grievances and hopes.
Rain, revisit us at any season,
In dribbling drizzle or showers benign,
But not as deluge or cyclonic wreckage.
I love your tokens under eave and rail,
Nascent pearly raindrops, still adrip.
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