Forever's Monsoons
That last day in the city, Felt like a wrapper of emptiness – Where were you? I looked out But you, like the monsoons, Had not yet arrived I stared at empty skies While you laughed from afar As your echo reminded Man awaits the Gods, Never the other way round There were just a few drops – a mizzle A teaser that I had passed - That my pilgrimage had just begun In that shrine within the rains Ah, forever’s monsoons – Always there, pouring In moments of eternity You and I still entwined In yesterday’s rains that never came In tomorrow’s clouds that drift away…
