It has been raining
And raining
Since days
And I have been thinking of you again.
Since then
I have closed the windows
And let the rain write a
Tumult of tremor patience
Of lips holding secrets
You had carved once
All over me.
Once we had
Made love
In the rain
You whispered of the windows
Guarding the sun
And a distant storm
That would imprison us
Some day
Galloping in
Another sky

by Dr. Amitabh Mitra
February 18, 2007