Friday, July 4, 2008

Rain

Rain drops splashing across the glass

Spraying their wrath at me

A relentless enemy strikes without

Travelers together on an endless journey


My reverie broken I stare

At a city I barely call home

A new side I discover

Of life through tinted glass


As the elements haunt the streets

Even the powerful must seek cover

Forcing life to stand still

They who must but always run

Now helpless, stranded and sore


I press my face across the glass

To catch a glimpse of my life

As it used to be and could have been

A vision into a glorious past


A bunch of carefree souls I spy

Who splash mud and water all smiles

Radiant, full of hope and alive

If only I could get back

I would trade the very world

Every single ounce of joy

To go back to my friends

3 comments:

Megha said...

long time, no writing?

Fugitive said...

Its' taking me too much time to write :( writer's block

Ruchira Sen said...

Mumbai! Sniff. I love the last line.