Aaj barish me

Glory of the day, soundless and restrain,
With dark clouds, and blessings of rains.

Clouds on way, the splashing of drops,
Cheers of birds, whispers of waves with fame.

Now soothing of rain, with rainbow's name,
Praising in a way, this is blessed in all ways.

(HAPPY RAINS)...

A n y o n e
W h o
S a y s
S U N S H I N E
B r i n g s
H a p p i n e s s
H a s
N e v e r
D a n c e d
I n
T h e
R A I N ... (:

The rain falls because the sky
Can no longer handle its heaviness,
Just like the tears,
It falls because the
Heart can no
Longer handle the pain.