Pleasure From Rain Drops
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Kumarmani Mahakul
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The cloud acts as the harbinger of rain
That plays at above blue sky.
Rain drops fall from black cloud
On dry apprehensive earth,
Being pitter patter on bushy trees
And on window pane,
Cheer the heart in plethora
Smear the heart and mind
As if it is the smearing of devotee and devotion.
Chilly zephyr placates
The environment and lives around us
Distraught human, animals, birds and reptiles
Who were in need of rain fall?
Children wallow and soak their bodies
Having glee with beam,
All enjoy the pleasure from rain drops
Everywhere in boulevard, in sod
And they enjoy in basement or in edifice.
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