Rain fog and night



I love rain

I love fog

I love the night

Is it because it hides

The Mundane?

On a rainy night

When lightning strikes

And lights up the world for a brief flash

I’m always caught by surprise.

Everything looks exactly the same

The magic of night is lost.

And then I go back to sleep

The pitter patter of the rain

Singing the lullaby

And I dream.


Rain drops on the glass pane

Rain drops on the glass pane

Rain drops on the glass pane, when I look out, I can gaze at them drops or look beyond them to the world outside. I believe in being trapped in those drops.