Drizzle

This is the first Thursday morning of May 2011 and this is my first day off in May. I opened my laptop and the skies opened their mouth to start raining. First, drizzles fall and then cold touches me in a pouring rain.

"I'm writing and finding my self within poetry,
here I am dessert longing for even drizzles on me"

If I drizzles fall
I will be here
To greet it with my soul
Why cannot I receive it?
When it falls so gentle
At times so hesitant
To pour as a rain

If I knew that I need
A bit of drizzles on me
So I can awake
Tickling with tiny droplets
Nourishing my senses
Moulting the dessert on me
A renewal of where I have been

Standing as New
A new start I begin

first Thursday of May 2011, at a cozy room.