When it rains

When it rains,

The wind blows whistle,

The soil begets fragrance.

The birds chirp happiness,

The trees shed colour.

When it rains,

Birth brings desire,

Death relieves pain.

Flesh longs youth,

Soul spectates.

I never ask, I never seek

Memories easily banish me.

But, when it rains,

A corner, somewhere, in my heart

It aches, cries & grieves wistfully

Only, for that moment, I become human again.