Tag: Rain

 I can feel the smell of rain,

Which slowly affects my feign,

I can hear the sound of thunder,

Which meekly throws me asunder,

I can  see the shine of lightening,

Which  blindly casts a frightening,

I rush out madly to the  open space,

To get myself drenched in  the trace.

I  stand out in  a mild drizzle,

Which keeps me in a fizzle,

Suddenly there breaks an avalanche,

Which entraps me  in a desperate  tranche,

Help ! help! I shout at the top of my voice,

Alas ! there is none to give a voice.

Fine ,the rain has come.

Rain poured  in torrence,

 As the thunder blasted in resonance,

Creating  a pandemonium,

Dissipating a memorandum,

Of chaos and confusion,

Yet there  evolved a referendum,

Leading to an exhilaration,

Of plenitude and surplus,

In the water starved  nation,

Anticipating a  propitious excess,

 By receiving a down pour bounteous,

Filled  the reservoirs copious,

Allowed   a placid accumulation obvious,

 Thus ensuing a grand celebration imperious.

The bad displayed  by the rain

Did refurbish the terrain,

Much to the joy,

Of the lovely toy,

All are but creations

You and I,

From  all generations,

Of the great Almighty!

We know not,

Where do we come from?

How did such heavy rain form?

What brings   happiness?

What is in store ?

But  we must learn to see ,

Good in the  bad.

The sky is over drawn

 As dark clouds  gather,

The Sun  withdraws,

 It  looks  like a heavy downpour,

 Assuming  a  symptom of glee,

Importing  a  rejoice  free,

The trees shoot up high,

The flowers bloom out shy,

The heat dies down,

Allowing a cool  throw,

Impounding an untold exhilaration.

Insisting a great dimension ,

Expecting  the rain to descend,

Lo! the  rain disappoints.