Monsoon Rains

Nebulous mornings, slumber sun
Tardy winds chiming one note song
Cuckoos painting symphony in air
Jeweled by dew drops flower glare
Pluviophilic heart flies far away in rage
Hunted by the saudade
It pens poetry page after page
Sips of hot caffeine doping my brain
Thoughts of you dripping in the monsson rain

I sit by the window
Penning this poetry in pain and vain.