When Mind Resonates

Through my window, I watched rain... I had scarf around my neck; And me slipped into the cosiness of blanket, Watching the incessant rain... And you filtered through me Every moment I breathed. Discovering the me within, As if I fell into a spell And got enticed by magic; Being the narrator in the Poems of love that Rumi sang; Or the ones of Omar Khayyam! I never knew my lips would tremble, In anticipation of another To quench my thirst, That dwell deep within! I'm amazed and afraid  Discovering this me! Afraid of losing myself; And afraid of being a burden, And afraid of being disowned... Beyond everything, I'm loving me, This new me... Where love makes me blush, And love makes me cry, And love makes me mad! But it's love...

I sat under the banyan- On this cement circle around the tree Watching the drizzling rain… I looked at the red beads in my palm They glittered, shining with the memories The sour-sweet memories of childhood, Like the mulberries red yet to be grape black! I cling onto those memories; To free me from the fear of disownment Ringing deep within… Knowing that no one is mine Or ever was, still the want of belonging Somehow feels unburdening- Though I know it's all just the mind… And darkness fell, Rain still drizzled, resonating my thoughts, I wanted to drench- but stayed under The pseudo-shade of banyan!