Rain

 This phenomenon rather is quite divine,

Does it delicately delight my eyes,

When you see dark reflecting pavements amidst those dark green trees,

These business streets succumb to a seamless shrine...

Transparent drops undergo gravity,

And aren't transparent when reflecting their bystanders amidst thousands of bricks,

Resembling a glass mirror,

That rather its glory flicks and flicks.

Rain - the splendor of nature,

When the scent pleases your nose,

When the drops of water slide on your hand,

A thousand worries are compelled to disband,

And you pupils observe the nature's grand,

For, this is rain - 

Never to die in vain,

For when it ceases its refrain,

You have had, in the midst of joy, lain.

-Krisha Shastri