Wait For The Rain Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

Let us discover and master
Gather our emotions to a cluster
To perfect the impossible art of doing nothing
Imagine and sing using deepest musings

We shall hate to hate all that we hate
And wait for the date at heaven's gate
Be loved the way to be in love with love
To dream of clouds moons and all stars above

Fiction of addiction with the friction of time
Sparks off a few lines and those lines does rhyme
Doldrums of thoughts suspicious minds
Black is the colour of the touch for the blind

There's time to spare, so let us stare..
And let our sights climb the heavenly stairs
Let desires brew as coffee foams through
Sordid sinners of bitter passions, are in the news

The paperboy sells as the readers swell
Life stores are stock out and nothing's well
We bicker and blast.. the papers are tattered
It's all useless and nothing really matters

Unsure in thoughts wondering what to say
Say it at ease.. it's never to stay
A glimmer of light or a seconds fire
Will pulse a few minds for a moments desire

Picture perfect memories in archived minds
Are scattered in the past and there's nothing to find
We found ourselves that we weren't in vain
All we did was to wait for the rain