Oh! I love
the music of the raindrops on the window pane
The sound of
the leaves swaying in its trail
The dull grey sky
celebrates as it pours its waters
And teases the fierce wind that chatters
The rains
brings cheer and everything looks clean
The lively
bean dazzles and the glass doors gleam
While the birds
preen their feathers
And the dogs
choose to snuggle
It’s time
for some hot coffee and a nice book to smuggle
Old memories
come rushing with every drizzle
The first
romance, as if engraved with a chisel
The rain
gods had cried and the thunder had roared
When the naive
heart had broken and the dreams soured
The summer
has ended and the dusty days are gone
Bring out
the paper boats and lead them along
Splashing
into the puddles as we break into a song
Bring out the
child in you; it will do you no wrong..........
The rain
gods were angry on a particular day
And while
the innocent children were playing away
The rivers
soared and boulders betrayed
The path of
many a pilgrim lay strayed
It sometimes
hurts and there is pain
Every time I
hear the raindrops on the window pane.....
Houses were
broken and lives were lost
The cries
for help all exhaust
Everyone
cried out in despair
Rich or
poor, no one was spared
For nature
has not learnt to discriminate
All races
and colors met the same fate
Yet, I
continue to love the rain
For if we
had not messed up
We would not be in pain
We had
ignored the writing on the wall
And today we
pay the price of it all.
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