My Rainy Whisper

The raindrops fall on my head, I search for a shade, Rains create an enchanting maze, I watch the streets through a haze. Rains come n’ go, None takes them home, Around the sky, they roam, Rains have significant chrome!! Rains come, when it’s cloudy, They make us either happy or gloomy, Over us rains sprinkle happiness, Rains bloat out tiredness, Rains make things misty, Rains come with a bit mystery. Rain, rain, May I take some drops? Will you stay like crystal drops? Will you dry away? Will you give me raining joy? Officer goers wear sad faces Somber fellows keep quiet, Nerds seek a place to write, School children can’t keep uniforms white, Under umbrella, lovers hide; To rains, I need to confide. I love rainy sound against old roof, I fall asleep in its sound, I find love in downpour, I count the drops, cynosure. Rains make the glasses blurry, The drops are wet yet fiery. Raindrops love to allure lights, Simple drops get adorned wearing the lights. I love the rainy illuminations, Rainy nights are beggar’s description, It makes my heart luminous, Leaving the streets oleaginous. Rain means paper boats, Rain means umbrella, Rainy days make me a sudden Cinderella. Raincoat shields me from drenching, Umbrella protects me from soaking, Rains are sky-kissing, They invite clouds in thanksgiving.