Timeful Help.

Black clouds, you are continues to away Moving here and there, without a fall When you falls, we are blessed When you are late comer, we are cursed Our throats are dried, eyes blinked Prays to the heaven show some mercy By the fall of rain the earth is blessed The plants are blessed, from ants to humans The elephants, and panthers, all are rejoiced Water still you are far away stored in clouds May you fall in time, and fill the rivers Why your falls are made in busy schedules Which often speedily goes to the ocean Without time to drink by our beloved mother.