Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Scattered Rain

sreedevi nair
A drop of rain
Male me love-torn
Is somebody coming
To land me through the
Labyrinth of Love, unknown?

I received from the sharp nails
Of rain, tiktats unknown, sighs.
Is it that the rain drops
Could steal the lust of my eyes?

Like some organism,
Rain drop beckons me,
But I cannot ever see
The rain
Like scattered idols of life, rain.
Yet my mind
Not cooled.
On each glass piece of
Shattered mind, a rain reflects, may be
In the sky, into the mind
I keep seeking the rain.
May may love
Come as rain