Raindrops

A Modern Sonnet by Shiuli Sural

The rains come and go
The farmers reap and sow
I’ve asked the drops to stay
With me for another day

As water fills the ponds
Nature rebuilds its bonds
As parched lips long for more
The wet spirits rise and soar

Those sailing paper boats
The drenched mountain goats
Rains, please wash my windows clear
Till the distant appears near

O my beautiful rainbow
Why did you make the rains go ?

Dear Diary

A Modern Sonnet by Shiuli Sural

I write in you,
My secret, vice and dream,
My aspirations, old and new
My thoughts, full of beam.

My closest confidante
I vent in you my feelings
You only listen to my rant
My doubts, worries and dealings.

I tell you all about myself
My world and my life
The movies I watch, the books on my shelf
Towards which goal I strive.

Now I shall tell you no more,
Having left the room through the door.