It was raining and raining for hours nonstop <br />nobody knows when to go back, <br />As if it was grimacing in silence like dark night <br />It may take time to talk again, for a while. <br /> <br />Night may break in to day, hours into minutes <br />but those silence may not shredded to rain of tears <br />And that hours of rain was the tears of silence <br />that rippled into voice of grimacing - protracted. <br /> <br />If I asked to reason out curves of silence <br />It may cajole to suggest inkling of love provoking- <br />For the tears fallen in rain, of thosa unbeaten songs <br />lest silence may censure grimacing.<br /><br />Dr subhendu kar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/grimacing-rain-2/
