SomeDay it Does Not Rain

If it rains
In a well of tears
Clouds cover the darkness
Lights submerge still silence
Exiled in beats of throbbing heart
I know you will come
You will come shrouded in tears of rain
Hiding in harness of sighing shadows
Lazily stomping on the lengthening twilight
Like a burst of roar of laughter
You melt into the shower of rain
At the threshold of my receding pain.

When it rains
You come in my soliloquy
Sooner than the distant thunder
I know that clouds will bleed in silver lining
Bristling the soaring anger in sudden truce
The battle-field will be strewn with corpses
Of peace and tranquility in temporal tides
And my long bow will splinter in arrows
On the face of the belittling moon
That stoops too low to kiss the heart of my soul
And you come dancing down my breath
As you hasten to leave your jerking shadows
To fall at the face of my throbbing pain
Like a wallflower blushing in jingles of rain.

Someday it does not rain
Someday it does not throb in pain
Someday you die for ever
Someday you love me never.