Updated: Dec 1, 2021
A cup of tea, a blanket over me
Lights turned down, quiet engulfs the town
Look, the heaven is leaking
Thunderstorms and clouds, who knows what are they seeking?
Football and fun, look at the kids run
Look at the cars splashing, look at the peacocks so dashing
Look around you, the earth welcomes the rain
Why do you then sit so sullen, what is your pain?
Is it a love lost, one that demanded too high a cost?
Or is it the skies' anguish, miserable in its languish?
Is it the flash of remembrance, the memory of simpler days?
Or are you missing the sun, the mornings, and the first rays?
Your tryst is with that blazing globe of fire; that's where your heart is, that's what you desire
Expectancy fills your air; you await that warm, enlightening glare
My dear sun-child, lest you forget
Your cherished colors paint the skies only by your star's and the showers' duet
To the monsoon you deride, you owe a debt
It is one half of the world's oldest love affair, the sun plays Romeo to the water's Juliet