A Tender Rain

By Mitra Samal

As the newspaper forecasts rain,
and a dozen weather applications
predict a shower,
I cancel my plan to visit an expensive
cafe and reminisce about the June
rains from two decades ago
The afternoon gets a dusky look,
Swallows the sun and belches out clouds,
Transforms the hot loo into a cool breeze
I find myself waiting expectantly for
The rain that will hopefully wash away
the burdens brought by an early summer,
A summer that stole a blissful winter,
From children who wouldn’t know much
about leather jackets and warm gloves
The wilted flowers look like they would
never bloom again with vibrant hues
The tenderness of rain passes by swiftly
with soft pressed feet, and I don’t even
notice it amidst the tangles of a busy day
Unforgiving glare of the sun cuts through
the curtains, and I realise that this month
too, the paper boats of hope may not sail

Mitra Samal is a writer and IT Consultant with a passion for both Technology and Literature. She mostly writes poems and short stories. Her works have been published in Poetry Society (India), Muse India, Borderless Journal, Madras Courier, The Chakkar, and Kitaab among others. She is also an avid reader and a Toastmaster who loves to speak her heart out. She can be found as @am_mitrasamal on Instagram. 

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