A monsoon night

One by one they fall,
making symphony with rooftops.
We held each other tight,
As the rain pours with all its might.
Clouds hover around,
to quench the barren thirst

Cosy in your arms
I feel nice and warm.

When I wake, the storm is spent,
I feel a wave of contentment,
I dream of your arms around me
But I find you gone like the midnight rain
Only the crumpled sheets.

A silent pain, you'll never feel,
A broken heart, that'll never heal

watching through the window
too many shades to count,
gleaming against the country sky
Wind blowing through my hair
The rain dripping in the pond
dance to cool breeze's tunes
But I just can’t seem to care
As I am lost without you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Jun 2013
About this poem:
Monsoon is the most beautiful season in India. Bringing life and romance to summer baked earth . the sights and scenes of oncoming monsoon is beyond any words. I relate monsoon to love which comes to a barren heart invokes hopes and passions.

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Comments (2)

orientalkoru
Beautiful...you painted monsoons and the tropics in full colour here and the anguish in a heart that longs for the one.... After the dry season...monsoon surely brings hope, quenching the earth's thirst, giving a second chance, rebirth even... handshake
gnj4u
Hi, bolllywood,
A silent pain, you'll never feel, A broken heart, that'll never heal... Your poem conveys well the agony felt when the symphony turns into the pain of loss. It's good to have your poetry grace Poet's Corner, once again.
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