It is raining since night
Stars have hidden under the clouds
Curfew in city is supporting the rain
But clouds have clouded my mind again
Tea is simmering with hope
Plants are taking the dope
But some thoughts are flying high
Higher than the clouds in the sky
Did rain god talked to you
And mentioned my name
Or your plants whispered in your ears
The story yet to unfold
We once lived in Mountain hamlet long time ago
And so were you there with no ego
Fresh as flower and white as dove
Why we left that mountain hamlet ‘o’ dear
Mountain was happy and we had no fear
We were happy and young
And many songs were sung
Youth rejoiced with beauty
in sun and rain
And there was no pain like in today’s rain.
‘O’ dear why you feel the pain
On seeing today’s rain
we are still young at heart
and listening the love songs
Life cuts deep whoever we are
Same dagger that hurts the emperor
Kills the pauper too
So be happy with conviviality between me and you
Sun will greet us tomorrow
And will melt the sadness
Magic is not that mountain or in youth
It is in the spirit of Me and you
The station where you boarded last train
Leaving me all alone on that mountain
is still calling your name
tell me did you ever feel any shame
Where was I , you never sought
It was with the entire world that I fought
If your vigueur was so high
Why I have to cry
All the joy and strength was me and is in me
You always come as a voyager
Singing your songs
I knew that on mountain and here in city too
I was mountain river when you last saw me
Now I am travelling through planes
So I dance in mountains and planes
Whenever it rains
I was too strong for mountain
And too strong for plane
But I am happy for every voyager
Looking for happiness and singing his songs
- Author: Pope (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 2nd, 2022 21:40
- Comment from author about the poem: Memories coming back
- Category: Love
- Views: 28
Comments3
I'm so intrigued by that picture!
its all I can do, to dam
the many suffragist-'ic'
and competed-for, love
words
it's inspiring within me..
thanks for sharing
Thanks a lot
The very initial lines creat the moments.
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