Rain in the City
Does it still rain, In nimbus shades In that Endless city of yours? We had once Chased clouds there, Do you remember, Our monsoon cures? Does it still rain, To wipe the stains Of tears that streak The collyrium eyes? Does it still Drench them all – The healed and broken, The truth and the lies? I hope it does; How else will your Monsoon dreams Breathe, and softly wake? Your valleys of hope Alive in green Your rivers, a sea, A melancholic lake Here, my city is dry - I’ve had my share Of rains past In lands never mine; But beneath the desert The rivers run in salt The heart stays moist Even in dark sunshine For it still rains Cant you see, Wherever I be Such was our windward love; In forever’s summer No longer thirst But invisible clouds In empty skies above… 15 th Feb, 2026
