When it rains

Roads, trees, houses, birds
Fences, lawns, porches, terraces
Flowerpots, climbers, flowers, windows
Words, books, poems, conversation
Dreams and faces
Sun and shades
All get wet
Memories are inundated
Life spans turn into ephemeral moments
Dry eyes are filled with water
(and are washed clean)

When it stops
Winds start blowing.

Naseer Ahmed Nasir

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-234/