Amidst the boisterous downpour
We met on a desolated street
Your visage seemed a vague ,grim image
in  the reflection of silvery sprinkle
As the dusky evening cast its shadow and darkened you
The cloudburst chattered and sang in euphony to its ecstasy
It pierced through and clattered between our silent gaze at each other
The silhouette of crimson red evening  sky
Unravelled the blushes n flushes on my face
The row of trees on the street stood drenched, embarrassed and stared at us in amazement
They cast red flowers on the bed of soil
Draping the chestnut soil, bedecking it like a bride, with a red garb
I stood in silence, startled,wondering if it is an illusion
As we drew close, our eyes collided like lightning
The thunderbolts suddenly broke our silence roaring stentoriously
The puckish wind stroked my frizzy hair and strolled around
Us.
The rustle of leaves whispered to us the dawn of spring
Heralding the joy of nature, the song of  love
As I longed to see u more vividly
You suddenly vanished with the incessant shower
Leaving me in extreme anguish and despair.
Was our meeting a fallacy?
Or a reality, or an unfulfilled dream yet to be animated?