Rain...Again...

The rain comes again...again and again.. 

But not the situation that once in rain prevailed 

Those hands in mine hands 

And streets with night's light which stands 

As a memento of a moment 

Which increased my endurance 

And in moonlit road 

Two souls became each other's assurance 

Yes I live... Because of this rain 

Because of that hand holding me with fame 

Because of her smile which that day I saw 

And in my heart love's crop which I plough

Yes I live...to relive with her 

This rain which rains like no time before 

Tell this sky...this cloud and this thunder 

I now like it's voice...it's loudness and wonder 

How much can it rain...tell it to do so 

For may be somewhere between 

I could find that moment and be sure 

No longer is my heart...a desert of thorns 

No longer are my eyes...An ocean of storm 

And this world is better than it seems 

Hope it could...my sweetest dream.