The Silent Pluviophile!

The beaded window pane,

A glimpse of the mighty downpour,

The hazy light beams,

The blurry silent dreams

Seems close yet so far!

The rain 

Sets in 

Shyly with a drizzle,

With a lusty dance

Paves its way 

To the orchestra 

Of thunderstorms!

The one that evokes

The one that provokes

The one that blesses

And 

The one that nourishes!

Brings back old memories

Of paper boats and puddles,

Juicy youth and cosy friends,

Talks of silly clairvoyance,

Old flame of love,

Waiting to burn in passion,

The waltz in the rain

Soaked in romance,

The flavours of finesse,

Garnished with every essence,

The aroma of freshness,

The scent of vigour,

The tinge of a blush,

Petrichor 

That encompasses all!

The heart now heaves a sigh,

And breathes a wish,

Old clumsy fingers 

Shaking yet strong,

Wipes the glass 

To see a colourful view

Of the monochrome life

With energy anew!