A Poem On Rain - Pictures

The birds on the trees Where did they go? They stayed undaunted All through the dry spell But at the sight of rain Where did they huddle? I drew my car aside Listening to the rain Rattle on the window pane There sped by a youth On his two wheeler His fists and teeth, clenched The road wore a deserted look Just like all those trees With not a bird in sight An occasional car Made some watery-sound Breaking my revelry Stray animals- Donkey, dog Cow and buffalo Stood in meditation Offering themselves To the rain In my fancy I crawled like an infant Towards the rattling sound With my tongue Ready to lick A dropp or two!