WHEN THE RAIN CRIED............

(For all the monsoon lovers)

When the rain cries
It washes all the lies
And what is behind left
Lives with a soul bereft
The dying barren land
Receives a helping hand
The merry lotus heart
Grows its veins apart
There is no howl different
For all ears it's not meant
Cause there is no sound
When the rain is drowned
But when you dance in its shower
Feel the tear that turns flower
And when you fear to run out
Try to hear the rain's shout
When you rejoice the rain water
Feel the rain's heart slaughter
What appears beautiful
Within owns a heart sinful
At last, to see the rain cry
Spread your imagination and fly......................