Getting alone with all of these.
When everyone is busy on their screens, trying to change the world. I see rains outside attract me like a magnet, I can’t say them to go away ? I have to go with them. They are calling me to join, I have to leave this place. with all of these behind, What are these people doing here, can’t they hear the music ? May be the invitation is not for all, or may be they have gone deaf, May be i am the only friend of the rains, May be they have been there before, Don’t worry if no one hears you, i will come to you, We will dance together, peacocks might have started the party already, Should i leave them behind with their machines ? Will i be able to leave them and come to you alone? Will you catch me up ? with whom will i share the stories of our adventure, I feel bad for those who can’t join us, are they really gone deaf? But if they don’t hear it, what can i do? and if they did, no need to call them to join.
Seems like something is not right with them, or is it only just me going mad. I want them to be in the party, how can they not feel like dancing, May be i want them to witness myself dancing with the rains, Putting all these aside, let me come to you, to be with you. let them not come with me, let them not join the party. Now that i am with you, let me take you in me, as i give myself to you, Clouds, rainbows, flowers with bees and monkeys with trees. singing dancing without any pain, getting wet in the rain, , Cats are sitting on their knees, and me alone with all of these.
