RAIN

Torn blues stitched,
with cottons so gray
Chilled rays of a sunrise,
so mighty but silent

Fondle of a soul,
in a breeze so cool
Little splashes in a pond,
sacred in the name of nature

Pearls rubies & diamonds,
peeping from every trees
Mirages of a thirsty mother,
beyond my sense of touch

Shattered dreams masked,
with a colour spilled cloak
Fragrance of true Earth,
a free and green Earth

Sounds of drizzles and showers,
through my broken window
Flutters of rain-soaked feathers,
heeled the oaths of hopelessness

Chirps of frozen throats,
with every tune of nature
every stone smoothened,

Yes,a rainy day it is......