The Rain Poem by rashmi pradeep kumar

Fascinated by the rain,
Falling on high terrain;
I sit by my window sill,
For hours at still.

As I sit alone in my room,
Cheering me out of my gloom;
I watch the birth of a rainbow,
With vibrant colours making a show.

The birds are all on their way,
Towards home at the end of the day;
Pitter-patter fall the raindrops,
In a musical melody from the treetops.

Shapely clouds flit across the sky,
As if in a hurry to get by;
The landscape looks lush green,
Like it’s been freshly washed clean.

O rain! The beauty of Nature,
You fill me with exotic rapture;
You’ve revealed to me, the joy and wonder,
Of Nature in all it’s splendour! !

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