Whispers of Rain

Whispers of Rain

When you loved the rain,

To be seethed within

To let the ripples dance,

On your skin of tender valour

And the curves of the menace.

When you loved the rain,

Yearning for the warmth

Of petrichor and moss

Just to be soaked

 In love and in love.

The songs nestled with the waves in your hair,

Shivering hands that held your breath

It was never meant to set you free.

Each breath a prayer, you begged to stay.

Yet it left you parched awake,

Dreary, vapid and brittle to take.

To love the rain, it left you bare,

To be loved by the rain, will forever be cared.

Riddhi Chakraborty