Last Ten Days(The Remembrance) Poem by sarwesh tiwari

Last year when clouds formed
and sun hid behind its black texture
the dark became the environment
in the very daytime accompanied by thunders,
when people ran towards the shade
to save themselves from getting drenched
I opened my arms to welcome the rain
and hugged it in its very form.
I felt the drops on my face
and was lost in the nature's charm.
I danced with youthful tunes
playing continously in my stupid mind
and was thanking the god
for natural showers
and a friend who is too kind.