Waterless Love Poem by abhimanyu kumar.s

As it is raining,
Your memory is pouring in.
It reminds me of that first touch,
The very first kiss so much.

You might have stopped,
As your pleasures have popped.
For you are nothing but a flesh,
A flesh who lives in me so fresh.

This water has its own stay,
And for a thirsty man is never away.
I see it dropping in vain,
As no one can remove this pain.

I wish it for your good,
To see me soon on the wood.
I am tired of getting drenched,
In your wicked memory and this colourless rain.


Thala Abhimanyu Kumar

Dated: 20/08/2019