When emotions flooded

Swaying of leaves, blowing of wind

Darkened sky with monsoon clouds

Indicating the arrival of rain.

     I open the window of my room, sitting on the sill and extending my palm to feel the first drop of rain. It reminds me of the love I felt in my heart years ago. That love at first sight was exactly the same as the first drop of rain, exhilarating and serene, swelling my heart.

    As the story of my love progressed, his love poured on me like heavy rain.
Love is like monsoon. Beautiful with dark skies of clouds with sun peeking out. My chain of thoughts broke when I felt thundering of clouds.

    The streets were flooded with water and people running to find shelter.
The rain describes the emotions of heart. The same rain which was giving happiness to everyone was now driving people away from it.

   This is what happened to my love story. The love which felt like blessing to me, turned toxic and was flooded with emotions of possessiveness. And this flood drove me away from the love of my life.

   Everybody loves drizzling but flood causes only pain and suffering.