Rain in the City

Rain falling from sky, drenched all her pain, 

Haphazardly sobbing utters something then. 

Nature tends to impure, curiously attract our views, 

Shape your mind, have sympathy the only eager to show. 

Heavily running out vacating the filled heart, 

Just turning to disaster for taking revenge for that. 

As having brutal mind we ignore her cursive truth, 

I wonder afterwards what we have done for you as a 'youth'.