Scenes From The Rain! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by RAJESH.C BOSE

Scene 1.The souls in the bus shelter

It was pouring down
Like the London Bridge was falling down
Every soul in the shelter was wet
Their bodies were soaked in dirt.
Then with utmost pride
I wore my coat of self regard
I stepped into the rain of thud
Thus I cut the umbilical cord with the rest
And became the most selfish guest in the shelter.

Scene 2. A handkerchief

In Every rain in summer
I stand still in vain
Cause I expect
It brings me
A handkerchief I need most.
Thus it can wipe out my tears
And calm down my senses.
But still I stand still out here
Not losing my faith in the rain.