Again the Same Monsoon

I am sitting near the old window and listening to the hubbub of the roof 

The rain drops cadence on the sheets and singing their songs in their spoof.

Again the same monsoon arrived which remembered me that lady

Whose bangles chimed by works and sang a beautiful melody.

Her smile dazzled every morning, her lullabies swing the cradle

The chord of care fed the values to her angel.

Her love wrote a beautiful poem for which I was the lyric!!

Her smile had given the disparate tune which remembered me the ancient cleruch.

Now she is looking at me through the bars of the frame

Same smile of hers is now pushing my heart into a desperate flame.

Last monsoon was the adorable one with her mismatchable charm

Again why the same bells of drops can't bring that warm?

This silence is killing me with the memories which my heart caught

Feels like she is winking at me through the hanging snapshot.