A Rainy Day

By Amal S Lal

To look straight into your eyes,

Is to enter the never ending loop 

Of falling and falling yet again.

So I sat behind, gazing your contour

Surreptitiously from behind.

Murky clouds hover over the sky,

The thirsty land, drenched by the drizzle

Your loosened veil swings in the wind 

Carried by the four leaved fan.

Your hair still diaphanous and enchanting.

You turned to the side, smiling 

End to end, to something unknown. 

Where was it when i tried for the same?

You stepped onto the podium;

Even in this dim weather and room

You shine brighter than the north star.

The lecture begun, focus onward.

Some listened, many eager to leave,

And Me? I tried to escape those eyes,

And silvery voice of yours,

Fixing myself onto the lit screen.

What you taught us, I dont know.

But When you said risk of diabetes,

Explain why you left yourself out ?

You must know that, you above everyone

Sweetened my liver, beyond pancreatic repair.

Times up, letures' over, out went everyone.

The rain poured down stronger.

Was it foretelling me, to not look her way?

Or was it a herculean task 

Beckoning me to pursue her ?

The lone night came by;

With it, a blinding fog i never seen.

I couldn't see the moon up the heavens,

That interlinked our gazes .

I was always called as an intellect, 

carrying many a skill, a pure asset.

Alas!! Little they knew how much fool i was

Dreaming a world of just us.

By Amal S Lal