Rain In The Spring

I waited,

In the queue,

Requesting a pickup,

From the deceived memory lanes,

Is it possible,

Everyone asked me,

It looks confusing,

But I said it is possible,

Like rain in the spring,

Is uncommon in my geography,

Love is so boring,

In theirs,

As we both decided to stay together,

The water droplets always remind rain,

Even though there are no clouds,

The doubts vanished with the sunrise,

But,

Rain in the spring became common to us,

Which transported our memories,

To some safe places.