rains make me poetic

Standing in my balcony
i see the rain fall
small droplets of water
pit patting on peebles
washing down the dirt from them
making them clean n clear...
little birds
jumping around getting their shower
tress swaying
as if enjoying the breeze
humming their own song with it
as i stand in my balcony
watching the rain fall
the nostalgia of our first walk through the rain
comes floating by
making me to yearn for u r presence here
holding my hand
and gently walking down the
falling rain again........ :)

silence

Silence is a very good companion
Never asks a question... just let’s u be u
Whether u want to cry or laugh
Or just be silently thoughtful…
U can enjoy the beauty of a colorful butterfly with it
Even make figures out of the flying clouds
See the old lady in the moon
Even feel the presence of some one special near u
One who is far away… in thousand of kilometers
The lines of a new poem come floating by… n
Silence like a very good friend….
Helps u be you
Without any inhibitions
Without any demand
Keeps u in its company… whenever u want…. []