Sudipta Mishra, Puri, 22 June 2024
My parched soul
My dried feelings
Even the cracks in the earth,
Everything needs to be drenched in rain.
We all wait for Rain
To wash our years of pain
The crackling voices from distant places
The earth is aware of its emptiness.
Fading away of the drops of water
Signal the gloomy days
Of waiting only!
Kids are watching the emptied drain
They wait for the rain with paper boats
Loading them with burdens of imagination.
A newlywed woman waits for rain
With her, she carries a water pot
The giggling of women standing in a queue reminds me of life.
This heart doesn’t want to simply get wet
“I wish I could start afresh
while dancing in the rain”,
“I know that to embrace the rainbows
I have to fall in love again.”
I wait eagerly for the rain
For washing my burdened heart
From the weight of undesired memories!
And I wait for the rain
As I don’t want to see you again!
