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'