Wind And Rain Poem by Saroj Padhi

Day and night wind from the bay whispers
those unvoiced words that rippled on her lips
like rain drops swirling into heart of a placid pool
without any sound, flowing down into the deeps;

words unuttered are always sweeter it seems
driving one crazy to decipher meaning in own favor
thro' hours wakeful, in dreams and during sleeps
without loss sounding even wee bit bitter or sour;

wind and rain have been playing it all, over the years
creating, recreating, keeping the image and sound alive
the illusion of being with her thro' all smiles and tears
echo of words unsaid keeps the spirit in perfect drive.