Rain poem
🌧️ Whispers from the Sky 🌧️
— A Poem on the Rainy Season
Raindrops fall like silver pearls,
From clouds that dance and softly swirl,
They kiss the earth with tender grace,
And leave a smile on nature’s face.
The thirsty soil begins to sing,
As joy flows in on heaven’s wing,
Leaves glisten bright in emerald hue,
Bathed in drops of morning dew.
The rooftops echo with their song,
A lullaby that's sweet and strong,
Children laugh in puddled streets,
As skies and earth in rhythm meet.
The parched old trees begin to sway,
In tune with winds that pass their way,
And rivers rise with sparkling pride,
As monsoon dreams come true worldwide.
A peacock cries in bold delight,
A farmer prays with all his might,
The world reborn in green and grey,
As rain rewrites the end of May.
O Rain, you fall so soft, so high,
A blessing sent from weeping sky,
You bring to hearts a gentle balm,
A timeless peace, a sacred calm.
So let it pour, this wondrous art,
That soaks the soul and stirs the heart,
For every drop that falls today,
Is hope and life in sweet array.