The Rain

A piece written by me, long ago...

The sky was dark

The leaves were green

The atmosphere was heavy

It was about to rain

Beside the window I sat

The view mesmerized me

The sensuous charm of the weather

In turn crazed me

Like a bird my mind flew

Did daring things

Rules and regulations

Were distant links.

I was a winged bird

Flew around the sky

Reached distant lands

Where observers turned a curious eye

Over mountains and oceans

Faraway places

I saw the Sirens, heard their voice

That had enchanted god-like Odysseus.

I saw the nymph Calypso, spent time with Aphrodite

Saw Helen of golden locks

Flowing on the love of Paris

When she had first come to Troy

Unbridled she had sat

Holding Paris strongly

A gift of the Love Goddess

Had held her passionately

But then she had to return

Back with Menelaos

Those love lorn days were if, only

Transient and heaved a rampant chaos.


So did I, heaved a Sigh
And with a forlorn look
Bade them goodbye
I didn't want to return
But History enticed me
The Present was unbearable


But Mystery of the Future
With its Adventurous charm,
Kept Beckoning Me
With Promises not of a Better Life
But an Exciting One.