Of Rain, Memories, and a SMS

Long-craved rain came at last-
It's cool moist touch eased all misery;
Life returned to this City of Dead,
Relief echoed through it's streets.

What the rain brought me
Couldn't be more contrasting!
As I stood by my window,
The rain soothing my face;
The storm caressing my hair;
Never suspecting it was coming...

Thunder struck.

It's roar broke the illusion of pleasure,
Crushed the barrier in which I kept
Captive, my happiest days.
Memories came flooding in
Like water from a broken bank...
Resistance never stood a chance.

My arms lifted spontaneously, to embrace the rain-
Just as it had done once before.
The rain felt so cold, so heartless now,
As I stood, half in anticipation
Of what had followed then...
Halfway between past and reality
I remained, transfixed,
My brain throbbing the words
"Enjoying the rain??"

Wishes sighed within me,
An insatiable fire burnt my insides-
The sheer weight of emotions too overwhelming,
Too unbearable to withstand.
It was nothing I'd ever felt before...
More than pain, it was agony-
More than memory, it was a souvenir-
Of something I didn't deserve to remember.

I was broken down, given up.
Instincts took control:
My cell trembling in my palm,
I typed down the words
"Enjoying the rain??"

I have my finger on 'Send' now,
But I doubt my strength to press it...
What happens next?

Another clap of thunder drowns my scream!

Author's Note

All viewers and critics welcome to comment.

Reviews

[Dinesh Sairam]

To start with, this is one of the best Free verse I've had in a long long time and it's awesome.

"Life returned to this City of Dead"
"The rain felt so cold, so heartless now"
"Of something I didn't deserve to remember"

Great lines. I do love the Antithesis and irony. Keep writing.