Hey Rain. Just what are you? As a child I used to think whenever god cried, his tears were you. As I grew up, my innocence blurred, I learned precipitation process and could somewhat figure you out.
Hey, rain you are here once again; I heartily welcome you to our beloved mother earth. I have been missing you since so long. You are not just drops of water for me, you are the music of nature, you are the healer of nature and the nurture of nature.
“Rain, rain, go away! Come again another day!!”, I sat in my balcony as I watched the little girl shout in the rain. The sky was somber and the air was filled with the constant pitter patter.
Dear Rain! The monsoon season/your season is running and I’ve noticed that you are being insanely crazy. Sometime you are so heavy that the plain areas turn into water reservoir, hilly areas couldn’t bear your seamless fall and induce landslides, which ultimately creates a deleterious mayhem.
Hey rain, you brought the feeling of regrets I never expressed
I was acting cool thought expressing was synonyms of desperate.