Rains!!! Present, future or past???









It is that time of the year,

When it rains everywhere.....


Water fills up that empty street,

Memories abuzz like that parakeet,


Memoirs of the beautiful past,

Just like the clouds overcast....


The days of our wandering the free land,

Just like the unending rainbow band....


That rain water makes its own way,

Just like us, never wanting to fall in the fray...


The ideas made the maximum sound,

Just like enormous Drops of elixir hitting the ground,


World gets trapped in the pure drops,

All We did was to reap the emotional crops,


Who knew the rains today are our things of the past,

Its the autumn we have entered, unwillingly and fast....


Freshness gives way to fallen leaves,

As work sends creativity on leave....


It becomes difficult to hold on to things we like to do,

Just like streets look affected by a flu...


Winds have that air of being botanical,

Love takes a beating and becomes mechanical....


Its not that I hate this autumn,

Time never gives me the freedom to fathom,

We live, life like a daily soap,

Rains will return is the only hope!!!!!

Comments

Atishree Sood said…
Very beautifully written bhai !! very touching...Luved it...hope to listen it from you next tym we meet :P :D
August 19, 2010 at 10:54 AM
priyamvada said…
really a nice poem...whom wr u thinkin of wen u wrote dis ..so emotional huh..honestly cloudy ,rainy days makes my v gloomy and nostalgic
gud wrk i mst say...

so finally u learnt frm me ..

keep blogging!!
August 20, 2010 at 3:08 AM
Nandu said…
Nice Poem ...I really liked it. The writing is very lucid.
August 20, 2010 at 8:49 AM
sudhir kukreja said…
Nice Job Dude !!

Glad to see you playing with words !!

Keep it up !!
August 25, 2010 at 12:28 AM
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