It Is Raining... Poem by Vaisakh S Babu

it is raining outside
earth is look like a bride with white gown
on her, which makes her beautiful
i 'm enjoying it through the glass window
the rain makes the windows more chilled
i touched it and i felt it
rain drops flows through the glass like the rivers
they are on a race...
the faster one sacrifices the most to become the first.
they are leading to the water valve
i asked to the drops...
'where are u going?
first dropp said i 'm going to the valley of gladness
so that i can be always happy...
second dropp said 'i 'm going to the valley of gold and jewels
so that i can be a golden dropp
the third dropp hold the silence, i again asked...
he said 'i 'm going to the valley of farmers and hard worker's
so that i can become the flesh of his life...
when heard this tears comes out from my ears...
i know that they also want to go to that valley