Drop of rain
Do you want to feel that drop of rain
carrying flavours of our dreams
a few weeks back it fell from sky
hanging there from the moment
we held each other for the last time
it fell on the back of my palm
since that day I’m holding it
keeping my hand still and straight
moving with caution not to spill
sometimes I fear I might fail
yet it stays as I want
it has become my captive
and keeps me in captivity
I need my hand to write again
to live life and see the seasons
so tell me if you want to feel
tell me if you want to hold
this little marvel on your palm
I will transfer it to you
you will have it for keeping
else you tell me to let it go
I will cherish it for one last time
and blow it away with all my might
taste it something I will never do
as I know how it feels
when it reaches my recesses
so please tell me what to do
let it go or keep for you
as this little drop of rain
carrying flavours of our dreams
hanging on my palm wants to be set free!
