Where are you my rain

WHERE ARE YOU MY RAIN?

Where are you my rain?
Where are you my joy? Where are you my innocence?
For have you forgotten few years back in your presence
We rejoiced even going back to school with effervescence.
You command so much respect that whenever there was that shower
Our school obliged by closing down; what a rare opportunity to enjoy nature.

Where are you my rain?
Where are you my joy? Where are you my freedom?
Sipping hot coffee, dancing to an Imaginary song would have never been fun
Just like how bland the winter experience would be without the sun.
And how can I ever forget all those silly romantic stories
Weren’t you the one I loved before those gorgeous, lovely ladies?

Where are you my rain?
Where are you my joy? Where are you?
Awaiting to kiss you are all those tired voluptuous women.
And our fathers on their bed, who only to see you have requested death to postpone.
If our heroes and villains fought against each other with you.
Our heroines have been seducing all of us feeling the passionate you.

Then where are you my rain?
Where are you my joy? Where are you my…
My…Wait a second, I haven’t thought of this…are you angry with the world’s elements?
But…do you have an internal battle with the suns or are you sad with us humans?
Hmmm…I think, I realize the reason behind this dry water evaporation
God knows how many creatures have suffered because of us, God’s intelligent creation.
I am even ashamed to crib, cry, crave as even I am one among them.
Unfortunately, there are volumes of pages in science to support my statement
For now you are gone and I wouldn’t ask for you - I believe, know the reason
Oh my Love, in my heart with grief, for you, I build a tombstone
Tears full of blood i weap and there shall be no more rain for any redemption

- Shankar S
26/6/9