A Rainy Day

In this rain, I walk,
With my eyes closed
No tears of despair,
The smell of this rain,
Trees, grass and flowers
Made me believe,
I’m still alive,
I see these birds searching
For their morsel,
Some are fighting for
Their lovers, and
Some are soaring in the sky,
And they felt
No hunger, they are desperate
To breach this
Sky and touch the heaven,
On these standing wooden huts,
I see this wild grass growing
With no despair
And these dead trees,
Standing naked
With nothing to cover their shame,
In their days of youth,
They fed everyone,
Provided shade to every traveller.
Under this thunderstorm,
I kept walking
The sky is roaring like a lion,
Gusty winds are blowing,
With brutal force
Bending these trees down,
And helping them, to shed
Their dead and rotten leaves.