Rain, thunderstorm to begin the morning
Sieves the heat and cools the day.
The town showers and gleams
With each building, leaf and petal washed
Like a child freshly scrubbed
By his dotting mother.
My heart races wild
As rain drops trickle on my face
Soon the drops
Turn into heavenly downpour
It lures me into its arm
I can't stop hypnotized by its call
I walk out;
Ah!I am drenched to my bones
Jumping and splashing in the puddles
Feeling one with my creator
When all of a sudden I realize
I am alone on this road.
No one seems interested
Though it is the first shower
After long summer spell.
The world is either sleeping
Or too cautious to step out
And spoil their neat clothes
Or perhaps it is rustic
To be one with nature these days.
People would rather go to a Water Park
And splash in their designer swim wear
Then enjoy the heavenly downpour.
By Binita Jha
Sieves the heat and cools the day.
The town showers and gleams
With each building, leaf and petal washed
Like a child freshly scrubbed
By his dotting mother.
My heart races wild
As rain drops trickle on my face
Soon the drops
Turn into heavenly downpour
It lures me into its arm
I can't stop hypnotized by its call
I walk out;
Ah!I am drenched to my bones
Jumping and splashing in the puddles
Feeling one with my creator
When all of a sudden I realize
I am alone on this road.
No one seems interested
Though it is the first shower
After long summer spell.
The world is either sleeping
Or too cautious to step out
And spoil their neat clothes
Or perhaps it is rustic
To be one with nature these days.
People would rather go to a Water Park
And splash in their designer swim wear
Then enjoy the heavenly downpour.
By Binita Jha