Rain Poem by Prabhakar Sarma Neog

Rain



Beating of a melancholic drum on my tin roof
An ode to pain an sorrow of creation.

The orchestra of promise
Borne by the tears of god
Rain
A chaos of order.

As if a lucid dream
The promise of aeons
A fual to the etarnal green
Rain
My captor and torturer.

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