A walk in the rain after getting DRUNK!!!
Pouring from above,
Filled with love and grace,
Mercy flows like a river.
Beauty grows in the heavy pouring,
As everyone was running for cover,
Shelters filled with people,
Bikes and cycles just left aside.
Streets drowning with water,
Power cuts as sequel.
Like a cup filled to its brim…
So was I to be on the rim.
I was jiggling and giggling all around,
When the passersby noted me so long
Wondering how come all along
And felt like lying so alone.
Harder became the showers,
Severe and serious as it is
Limping and grumping in the rain
I loved to play like a child with no shame.
Beautiful enough to be noticed,
Craving people’s minds with jealousy
As they can’t enjoy as I did,
But evaded I every thought of it.
Heavenly showers pouring heavily
Amidst of sadness came out gladness
Showers of blessings and showers of life,
Making life worthy to spend it for a while.
Love is like a rain possessed by God himself
Nobody can love without god within.
Running towards love is an acceptance,
And running for him provides assurance.
Love is a blessing
A grace and boon
Which can also be destructive
Like a harpoon
Found its disguise amidst the showers
Converting dust to mud bundle,
Strong and sure,
Yet subtle but pure.
Rivers of gladness,
Streams of joy,
Bounds me in chains,
Like a prisoner in troy.
I’m no gladiator
I’m no warrior
I’m neither a master
Nor a slave for change.
I’m writing like a fool
Sitting on the stool
Wanting to create
Something from deep within
Besotted by the rain,
Clothed in wetness,
Senses gone mad,
So as my selfness.
Oh what love have I for this rain
Making myself leave all shame
Living, loving and lusting for beauty
Which was always a question.
Could love be compared with rain?
Or rain with beauty
Which ultimately is a deity
Turning sufferings into solace.
Neither do I enjoy,
Nor do I suffer
Creativity lies at rest,
Making merry to the brim at its best.
Silent was my soul,
But violent was my spirit.
Till I came to know that my cell phone got wet,
With my headset plugged unto it.
My fantasies broken and shattered
In the midst of people living in reality
Fading was serenity and solace,
With clouds of agony and frustration covered.
Showers passed and so did people
I had to run back
To make myself playful, mindful and clear
To embrace reality as my dear
Happy was I to write something
Drunk with feelings was my status when this happened
Out came the flow like Wine and Beer
Jiggled and giggled before people whom I fear.
Joel CJI
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