Touch Of Rain

I lay on the terrace-cot,

Watching stars winking at me. 

Oh! What a bliss it was! 

To see them shining brightly.

Went to bed dreaming 

About the starry night,

Thinking I shall, next day-

Revisit the paradise. 

I awakened next morning 

But I wore a frown, 

For when I looked out of the window, 

I saw a few black clouds. 

I hoped, hoped and hoped 

The clouds should wither away;

I crossed my fingers all the time, 

To God, I did pray. 

Alas! The sky darkened. 

Lightning struck and boomed. 

Down poured a shower, 

Bringing with it a gloom. 

Pressing my nose against the window,

I stared at raindrops for hours. 

But what reflected in my eyes 

Were my beloved stars.

Darkness fell, rain slackened;

Still, I was melancholic.

Hopelessness spread through me 

Like some nasty pandemic.

LOOK! WHAT I SAW...

Flowers of my rain-lily

Which, like me, enjoyed the moonlight,

After bathing in rain today were,

To my surprise, exceptionally bright.

I opened the window,

A soft drizzle greeted me cheerfully.

A smile rose on my lips; 

That ended my melancholy.

Yes, I didn't see the stars 

Yes, I did miss them.

But happiness was found even in the

Once-gloomy patter of the rain.