Rain - reprise

These dark grey clouds, which hang heavy
Over this neon sleepless city
Is like anticipation personified.
Patience runs out till, almost like magic, it gives.




Then
It lives, it breathes, it flows,
It grows, it takes and it cures.
Like a careless child, nature splashes itself,
Blurring edges, redefining borders, even relationships perhaps.





Image Courtesy : Debjani Roy