Best Bits Of Rain Poem by Procyon Mukherjee

Do you know the best bits of rain

Aren't the down pour

Incessantly filling, but puddles of water

In their fleeting moments

Leaving moist blades of grass

That are about to look up to the first light

Of the sun,

Asking as if - Is it now time for a moment

Refreshingly ours?



The best bits of land is not where the promontory stands like the Rock

Announcing, like a resounding geography

But the fields - where barren soils got tilled

Human worth rose in agony



The best bits of time

Will not be the ones where joy

Is written or love is cherished

But where long moments of silence

Never too complete, nor empty

In Life's mysteries are laden