Its Raining....

Raining…..
It’s raining everywhere,
I can see the drops,
Through the window on the crops.
Earth had swigged a lot of water,
For its thirst, after the summer.

My little jasmine in my orchard,
Bowed its wings, off respect.
It holds the crystal drops,
In his head as a crown.

The drooping drops on my garage
Seems someone knocking rhythmically
I can see the little springs
Have only life of few minutes,
Dashing through the mud,
As a Trojan horse on its alleyway.

The brownie water bear the flowers,
Which had made there dazzling dance,
To make the world filled with delight.
It has lost its fragrance,
But once, it filled my mind with elation.

But still I’m searching,
Searching for more and more…
“Why I love rain so much”- I don’t know.
“But I love it as my soul”- That I know.