When it rains

I walk on the bed of wet leaves on a solitary sidewalk

Sky is a curtain of  dark abstract patterns

which render forms to my imagination.

The clouds rumble on like speeding trains

I don't know how to explain how I feel

When it rains.

Some people like it and some feel gloom

those tiny birds celebrate  the occasion

by drinking the droplets of heavenly tears

from the petals of flowers in bloom.

something gives me a little hope in my heart

and takes away all its pains

I don't know how to express, how I feel 

When it rains.

 I like those little beads of water forming on the edges

of awnings, the whiff of fresh air that hits my face

in these wet mornings.

The sweet smell of your dreams  in my eyes

your thoughts like speeding cars on my heart's plains

Oh! how I feel when it rains.

I don't mind being alone while I stand on the roof 

drenched by the soft drops from heaven

 that free my mind of its chains

Oh, I wish I could tell you, how I feel when it rains.

Now, it maybe my wanton dream that may go unrequited

to dance with you a soul tango under the moonlit sky

but my heart beats this desire that knows no constrains

My love,My Life , My everything

Do I really need to tell you how I feel

"When it Rains"