Rain Comes Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

Rain comes
And soothes us,
After a very hot time,
It's truly fine.
For me it's a special feeling,
The air is calm and benign,
I swing with ease,
It gives me great peace;
But the devil does not leave my sphere,
It still peeps from the remote corner,
When I comfortably walk in the pleasant atmosphere,
I clearly feel the hot and cruel time whispering to my ears,
"How long will you survive from my hungry grasp? "