In my palm,
I clutched the rains,
Asked it for calm,
Urged for more rains.
Drenching my soul,
Spreading addictive fragrance,
Captivating my soul,
I was seduced by the puddle at a distance.
I requested the rains,
To stay longer,
Reminded it of my lone pains,
Asked it to arrive stronger.
But the rains denied,
To descend as I wished for,
It narrated a sad story,
I had never longed for.
The world has changed,
Complained the rains,
There are no humans,
Only inhuman pains.
No one enjoys our arrival,
Everyone grows sad,
And appear to be in denial,
Everyone human feels sad.
We are blamed to drown,
The many innocent lives,
Children of God frown,
For endangering their lives.
I had tears in my eyes,
Kissed the pure water in my palm,
The world has turned so unwise,
Even rains have lost their calm.
The rains will keep coming,
Again and again,
But one day I fear they will disappear,
To never come again.
-vociferous
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