When Rain Drops Fall Poem by lalitha iyer

Every drop is divinely formed
needling down the grey sky
are some scaled drops lining straight
some are gushing forth like school children
no time to waste, once expelled out of cloudy dens
some float upon the laps of gusty winds
and kiss upon the greedy leaves
rain drops fall with lovely emotions
the rarest are the ones that fashions
just after the hottest Summer season
smell of earth, smell of earth
in childhood days we used to hearth
those were days when rains were new
and nascent earth smelt fresh anew
every change in nature stirred new passion
to paint, to dance, to sing wild with action
tip, tip, upon the leafy hearts
taps the drops melting her pots

Monsoon season is god's own passion
as rain descends, lust ascends
every flame is ignited
every mate seeks to be united
nameless urges surges drugged
every bird chirps with fresh charm
every bed is warm and a wonder alarm
rain sings before it falls
upon the hilly trends where water travels slow
its a marvel to hear the sound of rain
like a whisper from heavenly terrains
hissing serpents from yonder sky
they set loose your every desire delayed
When rain drops fall, I want to skate
from top to bottom through their skirts
sometimes I wonder if water goes up or down
or is it a magnetic needle drawing every cool form
directly into its own core endlessly adorned.