Souls do not require human language to communicate. They speak with each other through signs, symbols, deep feelings, and poetry!

The rain is a herald of love and tenderness. And rain that falls in the night intoxicates us in myriad feelings of sublimity. We then get swept along in the downpour of tender and sensitive feelings...

Your feet the steps you take are poetry for me...

Throw away that umbrellaAnd feel the rain touch your skin!Feel my words Touch your body and soul!

O Megh (Rain) let the raindrops fall...

The drops of rain let them fallI want to remain thirsty...

The rain always reminds me of your sublimity...

The rain always reminds me of our kisses.

You came into my life like the rain to the parched desert!