THE RAIN IN SEPTEMBER!
My heart and soul getting wet
The sprinkles of rain in the September
The floating clouds searching their destination
The sun went out just like a dying in the west sky
To every word of love I heard you whisper
The untouched rain drops creating sounds of nature
Though spring is far
To me it’s still September
The September rain comes for bath our heart and soul
No ego,no heart aches at all
This September rain
That washes all the pain.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
