Rain Driven

In your backyard the cuckoo sings, Heralding the multi color Spring, The bright flowers sway merrily With the gentle breeze it brings. The fire atop the Krishnachuras Kindles a dormant desire in you, To sing to your heart's content Like that ardent cuckoo's coo. In my sky loom the dark clouds, Laden with moisture and rain. Soon they'll start the downpour, That'll lash on my window pane. The driving rain will drench me Yet I keep my windows open. I know not why I like to imagine One day you'll come rain driven. Poet's Notes: ‘The Krishnachura' (The Delonix Regia) tree is a large tree grown in this part of the world. At Spring, the trees wear a beautiful look when red Krishnachura flowers blossom atop. You can see some pictures here: http: //www.shutterstock.com/s/krishnachura/search.html Dhaka 24 December 2015 Copyright Reserved.