An evocative rain poem, by Dr. Amrinder, exclusively for Different Truths.
Raindrops knock on my window I do not let them in. They hit, the glass pane like pellets But I pay no heed. They glide down in a stream of tears But I pretend I have not seen. For I have an agenda of my own The wind comes sighing at my window I do not let it in It rattles panes, as if in distress But I pay no heed It bangs hard to attract my attention But I pretend I have not heard. For I have an agenda of my own. As lightning flashes across the skies A thought flashes through my mind. That I have not locked them out But have locked myself in for, Sorrow shared is sorrow halved. I fling open the window and put out my face To let my tears and sighs mingle with theirs.
Picture design Anumita Roy
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