The rain so amusing and yet with a frown ,
how every droplet falls,
with a story on its own is told,
nobody laughs and giggles ,
no bird chirping a sound
oh how grey is everything around.
So depressing isnβt it ?
The silence whispered
Not so.
I joyfully replied,
No one should be with a frown
but rejoice with a crown
at the rising sun after the pouring rain
and spiritual pain
Oh how beautifully every colour yet again has shown,
now everyone laughs and giggles with a smile of their own
Itβs beautiful isnβt it? I am asking now β¦