On the yonder hilltop A cottage enveloped In silver sheets of rain Carrying the prickly touch And the aroma of pine trees I sit by the window Feeling the drops graze Dusty tiles on the roof An open book in hand I nestle in the lap Of candlelight dreams As time comes to a halt!
It was a rainy day when I heard Tears of a fairy in the rustling leaves Glistening droplets sliding gently From flamboyant Gulmohar petals Taking the fire and fury of summer Into the arms of autumn-in-waiting
She wears her scars
Like gleaming tattooes
Tangled hues of red
Painted on her skin
Bruises that never bled
Lonely silver trinkets
Mimic sheeny sparkles
Of pensive eyes, as they
Cling to starry destinies,
Fate written in the winds,
Hope acquired over eons
Of pain that will dissolve
With the first splash of rain
When the seasons change
She wears her scars Like gleaming tattooes Tangled hues of red Painted on her skin Bruises that never bled Lonely silver trinkets Mimic sheeny sparkles Of pensive eyes, as they Cling to starry destinies, Fate written in the winds, Hope acquired over eons Of pain that will dissolve With the first splash of rain When the seasons change
Let the clouds unveil Desirous fiestas in blue In delicious azure hues Let me savor summer Shining through dewdrops Cover myself in crystals Pouring from the skies Indulge in the petrichor Capture the essence Of rain-soaked colors Burnt umber in the glare Of the monsoon sun For August is here; Can autumn be far behind?
When lightning strikes Mountains disintegrate Into a million pebbles; Amidst stone crumbles And broken boulders Our miserable souls Ruminate the futility Of seeking permanence In an unsteady world