এই সাইটে প্রকাশিত সমস্ত কবিতার একমাত্র স্বত্বাধিকার ফরিদ কবির
The Rain Showers

The Rain Showers

I watch you dance, standing at the verandah’s end
Yet I feel I am not there.
You have pinned me down with the sharp spearhead of monsoon
I am pouring too
I keep pouring in countless droplets…..

Am I also rain?
Can I drench him with my pourings?

Who doesn’t know that rainfall/rain-showers always lures!

If I go, he too will throw open the doors of the house and
Come out below the open skies,
Blend with each dancing droplets
As incessant love-showers, in dance form of Bharatnatyam….

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