Rain Is Coming Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Rain is coming
Rain is coming
In a procession
On a grand procession
Being the first rain of the year.

And what is a year
Can you say my dear
How it is counted
And what for
Can you say!

You calculation sheet
As prepared by you
Is false I am sure
As you are not true
And truth is far away
From you.

Rain is coming
Rain is coming
Now, look,
And say the message
Of rain, if you can.

O my dear, Are you in love
Are you wet, I do not know
But I know you are alone
And this rain makes you cry
That is why I try
To stop the rain but in vain.