Drizzle's Symphony Poem by Sourav Khatua

Dripping voice on window,
Makes me awake to catch a glance;
Rubbing those sluggish, slothful eyes,
Witnessed a tiny squirrel's rain dance.

Flashy lights with drumming thunder,
Induced the world a concert stage;
Tiny droplets like playing piano,
Yields enjoyment to every age.

Paper boats floating on road sides,
Brings Jolly smile on evey child's face;
Smile that get sprinkled from heaven,
In form of rain as god's grace.

To form a quite soothing melody,
Dropping droplets make noise;
Nature plays music with water,
And creates symphony with rain's voice.

The patting, splashing, splattering rain,
Brings music from heaven to floor;
Hearing those quite drizzling voice,
Feet run fast to open the door.