In This Rainy Season

There's the curtain of Torrential rain, Wetting me from top to bottom. I'm bathing under the swing of The sudden rain dripping right From the cumulonimbus. My view is blurred I'm blocked by the White dancing drop-scene. The rain has wiped out The houses, the trees and buildings, Segregating me as if from my present and Has pushed me back to the fold Of time I beguiled with you! The sound of the dripping drops, The smell of the first rain-soaked Soil, the fading out of light, And you, all merge into one Special point of sweet memory. This is fascinating hour, When one can say like me- - 'Had you been with me, Under the leaking sky, I must have told you- - - - - - There's no word Impossible in this World of Love.'