With advent of monsoon, the summer stalls
And from the Heavens, a Raindrop falls
What rapture it brings, the Heavenly Grace
As I rush out to feel those pearls, brush against my face
The surge, that passion, wild and free
Pray, tell me my Beloved....
Doth time stand still, as I dance here with Thee?!
She dances in the Heavens now
Alas! Why did she ever leave...
'Tween Heaven and Earth, if 'twere a tug of war O Lord
Could I win her back with one final heave?
As I stand here cold, wet and melancholy
My entire being yearns, for Her it calls...
And then with the Rain, a Teardrop Falls......
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