A whip of inception plotting the nature
Dropping the showers with its natural feature
The Morning winds that bind the earth
The mid term showers that clean the path
The Smell of the soil make us arise
The Lonely drop from which the day reprise
The Shivering drops, the parasitic crops
The farm of the nation developing with its passion
The day you come, the day you go
The day i see a bit of you
You are in units, but contributes huge
The day you will stop, the world will diffuse
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The Smell of the soil make us arise The Lonely drop from which the day reprise The Shivering drops, the parasitic crops The farm of the nation developing with its passion.. beautiful description of the falling drops of rain. thanku very much dear poetess.. your perception is really great. tony
thank u sir...a poet always go deep into every aspects and elements of lyf....iam glad u liked it...lots of love