Poem 3: Beauty of rain

Her heart knew no bounds,

When she heard the raindrops falling on ground.

She spun and spun all around,

When god's tear fell on ground.

Captivating scent with euphonious sound,

Whistle of winds and a burst of clouds

Causing those locks of Brown, Dark as ebony, flow up and up, in the air.

Opening the window and sat on the couch,

She sipped the coffee gripping on cup,

Allowed herself to go in world,

where imaginations existed and strove to won.

Her heart paced the speed, she knew, made her see river within the view,

Not an ordinary one but with absence of blue,

'Cause it had the emotions, which continued to flow.

Finally the time, she found a mate,

to cry her heart and let go the pain.

This was why she said,

Her heart knew no bounds,

When god's tear fell as rain.