IT’S A RAINY DAY

Co-incidentally, I found out that I had written this poem on the month of July two years ago, two days after this date. Then, I was in Darjeeling, India and it was raining outside. Now, I am in Lindau, Germany and it is still raining outside.

 

When it is monsoon and the clouds are dark,

And the thunder moves people back home from parks.

When the frogs croak and jump away,

Then you know, it’s gonna be a rainy day.

 

People carry their umbrellas and raincoats with them,

Whenever they need to go out in the rain.

They advise their children not to get wet, as they say,

“Do not go out ‘cause it’s a rainy day.”

 

But the children enjoy getting wet in the rain,

Even if it asks for some beating full of pain.

They go out and get wet as they play,

And return home drenched, ‘cause it’s a rainy day.

 

Each and every vehicle turns on its wiper,

It seems as if Hamelin’s pied piper,

Is busy not in mice, but in rain play,

As he pours million droplets on this rainy day.

 

Some people are happy while some are not,

But I am busy here, trying to jot.

Two months after the month of May,

And again, today is a rainy day.

 

Inscribed By,

AddKluZiv

2013-07-17

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