Sing in the rain

Drop by drop you drench me rain.
You are a delicate pain.

All my childhood I spent with you.
All my dreams I weaved with you.

What beauty? What grandeur?
Your incessant .You inspire.

You help to bloom a flower,
You fill a flowing river.

You pour down a shower
and hug me till I shiver.

Come come and stay with me.
Pitter,patter you sing with me.

You are my best friend.
Then,now and till the end.

Sorry! Mother

Splashing down the window pane

and lashing down memory's lane.

A powerful force of nature's.

It nurtures and tortures.

It cradles great seas and oceans,

It nourishes expanses of amazons

But,when its pouring out its wrath?

What a devastating aftermath?

What was the anger?

The sounds of cries,to this day,linger.

Creating nightmares ,leaving

child-folk sparsely with teddy bears.

Making lonely souls and empty bowls.

Why mother nature,you are punishing us?

When we reach out ,will you forgive us?

You have now pushed us to the brink ,

We have no option, but to think.

What salvaging we can do?

For forgiveness we ask-'would you'?