Rain poems by Jitu Das English poems

I was weary, last night in my mind,

there was a thousand stories were told,

There was this story of a village, where the old women had crocodile as pets,

all these nightmares about what not, was wearing my mind,

Then in the morning,  someone opened the window,

A pale light came through my room,

after a while, a breeze came slowly,
and touched my body

Then the breeze turned into wind, 

I opened eyes and looked through the window, there was a sky filled with black cloud.

I closed my eyes again and felt the chilling breeze.

Then I heard the song playing outside,  the roof teens were
amplifying the song.

It was the rain song, that soon freed me from these strange dreams.

I felt good about myself despite my mind was aching.

It was a restless night but in the morning,  I could hope again.

It was the rain poured from the heaven,  that has brought me back to a natural life.