I Rained More

The rain stopped falling after
Pouring the streets and fields
Brought joy and laughter
Except me, who without any shields

Cried more, than the rain dropped
And your love as an umbrella which
Opened its titanic wings and locked
My hellish haunches and did enrich

The sunken bliss to all its levels
And resurrected sinking heart’s beats
Like breaths get pumped by its valves
Like Fanny meant to John Keats.

6 thoughts on “I Rained More

      1. Dr Khaleeq Ahmad

        I Rained More

        Even the title was so appealing that I had to go for the poem, and believe me Naheed, it was a joy to read the poem again and again. It has that universal appeal which goes straight to your heart.



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