Monday, June 30, 2014

The Rain Was Falling.

Standing at the kitchen door,
trying to pick out
individual droplets landing
like tiny footfalls on the concrete. 

How slight  our step in this world;
among all those falling droplets,
I completely missed your footsteps


1 comment:

Sonu Kunchal said...

your poems are like the first shower of monsoon ... refreshing, exhilarating!