A Walk In The Rain Poem by Debayudh Chatterjee

Juxtaposed images burning in grey
And all that was unsaid scattered away
Drenched so pristine, darkened in dust
Shadows of nowhere tremor in lust
We walked across time, we walked past love
Passion brimmed in those clouds above

Beyond realms of death, soothingly blue
Rained in romance, incarnations of you
Far past the ages of ancient dead lands
We measured love in heaps of parched sand
And left was thus nothing but a walk across time
The gardens enlived, flowers blossomed sublime

Anger so bitter yet pleasing mirth songs
Pittered and pattered over us all along
Her hand, so cold, her nerves yet stirred
Wrote down murky melancholic words
Epitaphs of old men and elegies for the young
Rebelled like crossfires all the day long

And then in moonlight with a few drops to spare
Waterfalls rumbled roaring in despair
We came out of our stories and then on the road
We hovered over death as love followed
And led forth to hell's unconscious blue stream

Walk in the rain...a delusion or dream...?