Rainbow

Beads of nectar

On shivering winter lips,

This morning the rainbow drips.

The jingle of anklets

Of the dancing drizzle,

Is a song I hum in yellow summer.

Beyond the window

At the tip of arched leaves

A thousand galaxies glimmer.

Into the wet world outside

Sauntering through the square hearth,

Eyes brimmed with the tears of June

Rejuvenating the barren earth.

A vision rain-soaked.

Glint from dews

Bright rainbow hues

The sunshine soaked in showers

I pluck gently

Hold them in loving palms

And as I breathe in,

Their fragrance fills a void.

Stealthily,

I'll hide away this rain

In a heart's corner

To balm the scorched summers

Quench the thirst of parch hearts.

This was written in Dec 2004. I don't know what I was doing thinking of rains in the middle of winters, but anyways. The poem speaks about cherishing the good times to live through the tough ones. Sometimes happy memories give us a lot of strength to survive trying situations.

A Little Before Sunset

In this evening faintly cold

some secrets untold,

in a kiss of scarlet

peep through smiles

that pretty disguise

and ah! such sweet,

assassinating sighs!

When the raincloud teases

the gulmohar in youthful burst,

darker mysteries are discovered

quenching the fire's thirst...

I wrote this poem on my way back from office during summer internship. It was a beautiful evening when the monsoon began giving the early hints of its arrival. Specially, I found the contrasting colours of the dark clouds and the orange gulmohar in full bloom, very interesting. This poem is about a lover's longing when nature takes a turn.