Thursday, March 6, 2008

The Rain ( She loves Me)

The Rain, why does she comes back to the earth?
Why does she tell us stories?
It brings us joy.
Do you know?
Or do you even care?
Predeccessor of life, succeeded by by hope.
It entwines us in its enchanted path.
The Mighty Messenger from Heavens.
She is the one, whom I worship.
The fantasizes view from the top,
Or the deeply searching view from the ground.
She makes everyone rest or run in her fun.

When she falls on me.
I think, she loves me.
It is when I can also feel her embrace.
In my arms, open wide in love.

She has been long gone, for sometime now.
I am in hope, for her presence again.
Haven't felt her since the winter's chill.
It is now the summer's hotest heat.
I plead to you, my love.
Relief me from my pain.
Hold me tight this time,
Donot let me go.
I want you for a long season of love.
And she comes with all her fun.
Dancing in the twilight, immortalising my time.
But I am a mere mortal, she can't give me all her time.
does she have others to love
I donot know but, I know one thing, which I say.
Why does she comes back on earth again and again
No one wants to know, no one even cares.
But I care for you.
And I know she comes everytime
To love me once, and everytime in her joy and my pain.