Saurabh Saxena

The Strange Rainy Season

There is something strange, very strange about the rainy season
Dark clouds, n the cool breeze put an end to all reason!
Emotions go berserk, n desires are reborn
Old flames ignite, in a corner of ur heart so forlorn!

How helpless I feel, so caught by desire
I shud probably walk in the rain to suppress that raging fire!
I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying
It also helps to wash away repressed conflicts so underlying!

Ohh! That subdued drizzle after the downpour so heavy
Reminds me of the day we first met in a situation similarly ...