The first drop of rain fell on my face,
Rolling, it made way down the face,
When it touches the edge of my mouth,
It tasted salty; I wonder, is rain salty or the tears,
Which got mixed with the drop of rain?
As thunder roar from the mighty sky,
I didn’t block my ears or shout as usual,
It didn’t even scare me today.
May be, I am tired of the noises in my mind
Which have been lately getting on my nerves?
For the first time in my life,
I wished lightning can last more than a few seconds,
And flash little longer,
To light the path I am unable to see
And clear the little noises in my head.