Poem: Drops

 Drops

 

It started to rain

It started to rain heavily

I felt the child inside of me

Who wanted to feel the rain merrily.

I stepped out in the open

I felt as if I had lost the sense of how they felt

The drops pinched me hard and I shivered

But the amazement laid in the soil I smelt

People around me found a shelter

They liked a clear sky better

I pitied for those who didn't adore those drops

For they beautified the nature when they fell on crops.

It was the laughter of the clouds and their tears of joy

They wanted to share their happiness with every girl and boy

But how would any sane feel the shower

When their minds are dizzy and lives are busy.

-Vansh Jain

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