Poem#2 Raindrops

 

Raindrops

 

Behold, it’s raining, leisurely, tinkling,

Emotions elating with glee – sprinkling

Damp drops chorus a lazy pop, a sequins’ arched row

With moist hues paint a prismatic rainbow.

 

These unbiased drops – fine tuned and messed,

Pouring alike upon destitute and blessed,

Whitewashes the greenery the greener

Mystifies against Nature, the beloved schemer.

 

The earthy scent invites folks at doors to peep

Raindrops outside, but insides drown deep.

It succeeds to splash thrill all-around,

The melody of ‘water-wave' holds them spellbound.