The Rain Poem by Apurva Iyengar

THE RAIN
Drops of rain,
Fall across, I do not refrain.
Each dropp of love
Drenches me, reminding of someone!
Then a drizzle,
Now a storm.
I still stand there
Love in torrents
Swept me away in its current….
I watched in awe……………!
How kind of lord to think of me
And thousands such season lovers
When he made you, me and the universe!

For, the world with no rains,
Pleasant ambience,
Breezy, lazy& inviting evenings…
Would only promise a stale life,
Reminding one of strife!

The humble rain,
Washes away all evil
Remains no trace of discrimination
Divine ablutions….
Our minds all clear
Now we walk across hurdles into a new day.
None escapes the magic,
Neither the woman in anguish,
Nor the busiest man.
The rain invites every pair of eyes
To once gaze at it-the crystal blue! !
One glimpse brings back fond memories
Sliding backward into the halcyon days,
It helps one becomes more human.

Oh! I watch in awe..
It is fun
To see the world in a trance
Rain- a creation, a ribbon of romance.