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