Rains I yearn thee

The clouds, gathered up in the sky.

Every structure and every shape, a delight to the eye.

Partially covering the merciless sun's rays,

To give us some respite on these hot summer days.

But oh what do I hear?

Was it a rumbling thunder?

To announce the rain's approach.

My face yearns for the cool drops of rain.

That cleanse my soul and ease my pain.

But oh tear sliding down my face!

Let this rain hide you and remove your trace.

This is the sole reason I love walking in the rain since many years.

The rain acts as a disguise and none can see my tears...