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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