Under the Rain
On that somber day
All I saw was
Endless rain, the
Pitter-patter of
Silver droplets falling
From a dismal, gloomy sky
Or maybe the echo
Brought your fading paw-prints
To my mind
You told me true love
Is only illusion, a flitting shadow
Come and go; I only
Looked up to a vast
Stretch of rainclouds
And whispered
'Don't tell me that
Love does not exist
Because even the sky
Turns itself into rain to be
Closer to the earth'
