IT WILL RAIN JUST NOW

Like the last ritual of love

The sky - undecided yet intense

Have you seen the lull before the shower?

The air pregnant and saturated?

Yes it is, with love.

 

Perhaps only a little quarrel it was,

but how hurtful!

And unloving!

 

Tears choked inside the throat

can stay no more.

They will speak

of unspoken love,

only a minute-

only a minute of anguish and then,

it will be all emotion, all tears!

And it will rain just now.

~Neera~

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