Raining in my heart

The slant rain appears
As a shower of pearls
Against the yellow background
Of lamp light.

The heated longing of the mud
Is cooled off by the rain
And the small puddles are formed
To store the happiness.

I take the road
And walk past the small puddles
To see your image in them

Ah your image!
It hovers still
In my heart
Unwavering with the myriad
Ripples of thought