Rain is an orchestra with acoustic,
Every sound of it is pure music.
Thunders are drums with a rage,
Lightning and rainbow, my backdrop for the stage.
Lighter drops are rhythm notes
And heavy ones are high in beats,
For the rich you are chaos,
And for the poor you are jazz.
Planet's every dry land and all greenery,
It's audiences and they vary.
For the thirst of forests to quench,
And many animals that love to get drenched.
For the ones who loves music,
All your sounds are ecstatic.
I want to dance with you, rain,
Eventually forgetting all my worldly pain.
Rain can be fun and it can be scary,
The ones who benefit don't really worry.
Damn, the ones who hate,
Will have to bear it as cosmic fate.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
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