Memory Of Rain
 
Vinita Agrawal
 
Drought is the hardest;
reeking of the shadow of rain
 
The solemn peepal too
hides its leaves in a tired dark cloak
 
Strange mysteries of pregnant clouds
stop the Koel from singing 
 
Amidst this silence, 
in this tamarind town,
 
My mangled presence
shrivels beneath the taunts of blistering gazes
 
Wounded gravels shudder
beneath ruthless train tracks
 
There must be a silver wind 
that will bring moisture laden on its shoulders
 
Beneath whose dampness
my aches will unfold
 
As they do 
every time it pours
 
We cannot protect ourselves from goodbyes
no matter how hard we try
 
Downpours are never really
as straightforward as they seem -
 
They reek of distances
dilemmas, desires
 
They weave lyrics of verdant patches
wild flowers, waterfalls and want.
 
 
Author of four books of poetry, - Two Full Moons (Bombaykala Books), Words Not Spoken (Brown Critique), The Longest Pleasure (Finishing Line Press) and The Silk Of Hunger (AuthorsPress), Vinita is an award winning poet, editor, translator and curator. 
 

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