It Was Raining It Was Pouring Poem by Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar

It was raining
When I saw her
It was pouring
When I met her
The moment her eyes
Met with mine
I drowned
In the depth of her eyes
Her beauty
Mesmerized my mind
Her grace
Powered my heart
Love buds
Started blooming
From every
Nick and corner of
My soul
She captivated me
To the extent
I became a helpless guy
I left myself to her mercy
Now she was the master
I was the slave
Whatever she did
Was acceptable to me
Without any hue and cry
The rain was drenching
The dry earth
She was drenching me
With her love
It was raining
It was pouring