Its Raining
When air turns dusty,
Weather turns misty.
Clouds turn black,
It becomes dark.
A drop of rain falls,
My heart melts.
Oh there is a thunder,
It makes me wonder.
Whether the sky is angry,
Or the earth is hungry.
Oh there is a violent storm,
In a dangerous form.
Ultimately the rain drops are beautiful,
The moments are blissful.
The rainfall has showered happiness,
I am drenched not in water but in happiness.
I have become an ardent lover of the rains,
It feels like it is heaven when it rains.
I will wait for the rains to come again,
To forget the sorrow and pain.
Copyright © Janani Arunachalam | Year Posted 2016
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