Dear rain
Thy
essence of the rain
Thou
took to me heaven
Calm,
cool and aromatic
Breeze
you have given.
An
angry mind is hungry;
Starves
for the food of peace.
Dear
rain, what magic you create?
Providing
the mind instant bliss.
The
age which invites dullness;
Achieving
youthful joy
Also
finds immense pleasure
Disregarding
the usual coy.
A
child unaware of the consequences
Of
playing in the rain
Shows
resentment for being forbidden
But
how can the beloved refrain?
Dear
rain, thou take the lovers
To
the land of Elysium
Thou
act as a fuel to every heart
Keep
the memories in mind’s museum.
Beautiful thinking reflects in your poetry
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