A Bird In The Winter Rains

Newly grown colorful pretty wings, Learn how to fly in the winds exciting, I listen to its tone, know what it sings, I know him well who you are inviting I know cold rains kindle a fire inside, Everything is burnt in the fire of love, I ha'e been a victim of teen aged tide, One is too ecstatic in desire of love. I understand you and I am aware, Recollect a song of the winter rains You are so friendly with you I share, How from the mud I got the stains. Here on earth, don't look at sky, Clouds are vagabond don't you see, Frozen cold droplets now do not fly, Fell on the warm earth like a bee. It's my earth with colorful flowers, Love is here, you need and deserve, Promoting the passion of the showers, It's a love poem, I write and reserve.