Rain
Rain
'What makes one feel pain?
Is it the heart or the brain?!'
'The question itself is a bane…'
Replied the rain
She had an incomplete journey
It knew her destiny
They worked in harmony
'.....Pain itself is an epiphany'
'But what makes one feel pain?
Is it the heart or is it the brain?!'
' Why are you asking me this question again?'
Asked the rain
' Cause i feel pain…
I have nothing to gain…
Yet wars drive me insane
And the scars remain…'
The rain didn't say a thing
It left it thinking
It was staring at her, eyes weren't blinking
And her soul was sinking
Her eyes filled with hope and pride
The warrior in her had died
Either murder or committed suicide
There was nobody by her side
' You want peace and so do i
Now wipe those tears, don't you cry.
We have one life, we all are gonna die
And before that, you have to fly..'
'Let's look for the answer together
Let's be birds of the same feather
Before that, ask yourself whether…
It's the heart or the brain that bothers?!'