The clouds gathered dark and wide,
All in the sky high above the trees,
With the breeze in its natural form,
Refreshing, relieving and pleasing to seek.
Gazing at the sky i began to think,
Deeper in thoughts, i started to sink,
As the droplets fell on my palm,
And it started to shower all over in calm.
Just then, it struck me so sudden,
Somewhere in my mind and heart,
Is this the same rain i found joy in?
Just like the child inside of me hidden?
Building boats from paper to play,
And winning races in little streams all the way,
''YES! I WON! " i always cheered happily,
Like the noble prize in my custody.
The splashing of water was too much fun,
Especially in muddy water and sand,
And clothes went even more dirty and bad,
To wear clean again would make me so glad.
The drinking of water from the rains,
Opening mouth to collect sum large,
And spitting it out in a spree again,
And win competition to spit too far.
The broken bicycle chains and spokes,
And the heavily punctured tyres,
Same old excuses to get wet in rain,
And never ever used to get tired.
All of these memories came in a flash,
Making me teary eyed,
Sitting inside the office and wondering why,
Why did childhood flashed so fast by?
The old games and lovely friends,
The silly chats and stupid blames,
Did childhood faded much too early?
While our hearts are till date so young,
Is this the same rain i used to find in?
Is this the same rain i used to had fun!
Copyright © Suraj Grover | Year Posted 2014