By Arijit RoyIt has rained heavily
and everything through the window seems clean .
Trees , plants ,shrubs
all are rich again , back in the colour of youth.
A little raindrop somewhere
is dangling at the end of a shoot ,
determined to let go of the plant
yet not ready to embrace the soil .
It reminds me of me
for I too ,
am dangling at the end of a shoot
determined to fall in love
yet not ready to face the fears .