Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Rain - The Gift Of Nature

Clouds mingle to a gloomy dark,
Covering the world like a giant shark,
Blows the thunder drums so noisy,
To announce the arrival of holy sprinkles down cozy,
Sky celebrates the farewell with fireworks,
Signals the sparkling silver streaks,
Pitter, patter the drizzle drops,
Fragrance of petrichor pops,
Thirsty flowers open their wings,
For thy catch the dew clings,
Magic potion scrubs the earth,
Mother nature brings a new birth,
Indefinite are the pleasures it brings,
Softly forms the ripple of rings,
Fresh dawn appears the later shower,
Brushed up with a pretty power,
As the droplets flows so loud and loud,
Everyone loves this gift of cloud!

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