Counting those numerous rain drops
Falling unforgivingly from darkest clouds
Gathered up in the western sky this morning.
It is a beautiful rainy morning.
Heavy wind blew like those cyclone days
Doors, windows swinging on one another
Wind chimes dancing, creating an orchestra.
It is a beautiful rainy morning.
Green leaves covered in dust
Now clean, have traces of rain on them
Childhood smell of rusty soil playing around my senses
It is a beautiful rainy morning.
People on the road with colourful umbrellas
Naughty boys step on the clogged water
Splashing as always, on their way to school.
It is a beautiful rainy morning.
I, sitting at the corner of my balcony
Trying to be noticed by rain drops
Playing with beauty of the rain and memories.
It is a beautiful rainy morning.
Aziza Ahmed 