Pitter-patter, I hear the raindrops fall,

I can feel its aura engulfing me,

Far away  I can hear a familiar call,

From a voice that sounds so small yet free.

I lean back and stare for a while,

With longing eyes so small and meek,

At the wondrous shower from the heavens,

Where is that girl whom I seek?

I close my eyes and see her afore me,

Running and dancing in the rain,

Laughter,so deep, erupts from her heart,

Shunning even the heavens rage.

Happy and lively as a bird,

Tripping, splashing, mother’s summons unheard,

She sings and laughs and sways,

As the raindrops drown her face.

She is no beauty, no bewitching star,

But she is the voice that calls me from far.

Once upon a time, not long ago,

She is the girl I used to see,

With big, huge eyes filled of dreams,

In the mirror starring back at me.

With one swift sway life changed,

I grew up and was caged,

Not by parents, not by school,

But by society who dictated rules.

Young woman don’t do this and that,

Walk like a lady, don’t be a brat,

You are not a child anymore,

You should’nt scream and shout like before.

That girl inside me is caged,

I feel years older than my age,

The clogged up emotions in me pains,

I can’t breakfree from these chains.

My dear heart yearns for those days,

When i won’t have to live in a maze,

Dictated by the rules of the land,

Reluctantly offering a stranger my hand.