Raindrops

  Raindrops                                 

 Waiting for the months, inside the cloud.

 I wish to see the earth, falling with my crowd.

The journey of my life from sky to the earth,

My life is a cycle and I have no birth.

Now is the time to travel to the grounds,

Falling with a height how great it sounds.

The great earth and the mountains high,

Lookin’ so beautiful falling from the sky.

Smashing to the road and crashing to the plains.

Farmers running happily and farewell to their pains.

Kids dancing with the drops and crying so loud.
God sent the rainbow to make this nature proud.

-ASHUTOSH MISHRA