17.3.15

it's raining, again

raindrops crashes into the soil,
succumbs to the force of gravity;

mother of earth seemingly
wants to share its sadness,
but doesn't know who to vent to.

gloomy sky never fails to
stir the emotion of humans beneath it.

for some, rain makes them
feel calm and relaxed;
some also might be reminded of
their unrequited love,
reminded of someone,
somewhere.

meanwhile,
i keep imagining how it's like
to kiss your cheek
only for a fleet second,
how it's like
to hold your hands
amidst the pervading petrichor.

but you're out there,
holding your hands
with someone

somewhere.