Rain & Pain Poem by Neetu Sharma

Felt,
Like it was very delightful first rain, mesmerizing.
Every rain drop was like sugar boll,
Spreading sweetness in savorless life.
We were head on or he was just praising of something,
He asked
Again asked
& than again again asked.
I was Quiet, Calm or mute.
Simply watching was called, staring.
Again those words,
Pain pain pain Again again again…
She was wanting blot paper,
Which can blot her all pain.
She didn't want severe companion which
Congregate her whole pain or
Makes Boom Boom Boom
Blast…