Hour – 21
Love is a tender feeling
It falls like falling drops,
very light on my mind,
the bubbles formed in the water
come in my like a fantasy
then go away just like the clouds of monsoon get wet and yearn for now,
I don’t like it Staying close by,
reducing the irritation of the eyes,
the greenery of the leaves is just
Just when this soothing drizzle
Turns into a heavy fall
Your arms will turn my umbrella
If Only your face can be seen,
I will discern that I have found ecstasy,
I drink patient-like water sips,
I might become lifeless in this separation,
They say that you will not come
the time has stopped you,
But I believe have sent rain.

Aditi Dixit