I Am Rain From The Sky Poem by Anant Yadav anyanant

If I am dripping from Asma,
i am the rain
don't ask
I am the rain
drop by drop on the stone,
there is a sound of tap tap
There are blisters on the feet while falling,
too many names to say
came from the clouds
i am the rain
felt fine today
it rains again
Found in the rivers, yesterday's voice is heard
I am from flowing springs,
Got buried in the ground, lost my existence
Yes, it is rain again.
Barren land is no more
There are crops in full swing,
Seeing the peacock dancing, the frogs keep on croaking
half submerged fields
made of clouds from the sky
I am the rain