Rain Dance

I stared out through the open window,
The sky overcast with grey clouds,
Making the surroundings gloomy.
“Just like my mind?” I wondered.
I was sitting alone in my room, reminiscing
Those memories, and those times,
Which never again shall be!
Were they too distant a past?
A voice in me urged to bury them deep,
To forget her who had left my hand.
But, how could I?
Then came the rain, drizzles at first,
Torrential minutes later.
Were the heavens mourning at my pathos?
The fresh scent of the soil turned me on,
I sensed myself to be in nature’s lap.
A gush of water was forming within, waiting;
Then tears flooded my eyes, down my cheeks they trickled.
I could confine myself no more!
Running out, I felt the raindrops caressing my body;
They touched me, and played with me,
A divine feeling of losing myself to Life and Eternity.
The rain was cleansing me,
Purging the sorrow, the emotions within.
I perceived my feelings, my love,
And those memories melting away;
Her portrait getting blurred every moment.
As I stood out into the open rain,
I felt the raindrops consuming my tears,
Or was it the other way round,
My teardrops dissolving the rain?

La Séparation

Seconds, minutes, hours, the clock ticked on,
The two lovers looked into each other’s eyes, timelessly.
Neither spoke, they did not know what to say;
Memories kept flashing by,
Those wonderful times they had had together,
And now, they stand on the brink of separation.
In future they shall never meet,
Try in vain, to believe that the other did not exist!
Slowly, they shall endeavor to forget,
Those special moments they had once shared.
It is such an irony, that none remember the day they met,
Nor, how they went on to get so close, and fall in love;
But hence, they shall mark this date,
As the one, when their relationship was terminated.
They had met this day, never to meet again!
They would say some concluding words, spend some time,
And then bid adieu to their one-time love.
Their lips never moved, the eyes did the talking.
They looked tirelessly at each other,
Striving to comprehend, what they would lose, and why?
Days, weeks, and months may pass,
But will he ever forget, her lovely smile,
The gentle touch, the soft kiss, the special fragrance,
The beauty, and her unfathomable love?
Could she ever fail to remember, the masculine vigor,
His firm support, and the caring nature?
Yet they can not stay together!
The exchanged gifts will lie, collecting dust, mocking them,
Making them feel a searing pain through their heart.
Why did they have to do this?
This day would be etched in their mind forever…
But as what?
The day of the last meeting, or that of the final parting?