Poem on rainy season

In the embrace of gray and cloudy skies,
Nature weeps and sighs, a tranquil disguise.
The heavens open, a symphony starts,
Raindrops descend, like gentle, soothing darts.

A dance of droplets, on leaves they alight,
A rhythmic patter, brings the world to life.
The thirsty earth, with gratitude, receives,
Each precious drop, a blessing it perceives.

Fields turn emerald, a vibrant hue,
As rain paints the canvas, anew.
Petrichor whispers, a fragrant delight,
Bathing the senses, in the darkest night.

Umbrellas unfurl, a colorful parade,
Laughter and mirth, in the cascading cascade.
Children in puddles, gleefully they splash,
Unbridled joy, in every puddle’s crash.

The symphony plays, on rooftops and streets,
Melodies of raindrops, the heart truly beats.
A lullaby for dreamers, a balm for the soul,
Rain’s gentle touch, makes us feel whole.

The world, refreshed, beneath the rainy veil,
A tranquil rhythm, where worries pale.
As droplets fall, worries wash away,
Peace and serenity, come out to play.

So let us embrace, the rainy season’s grace,
Find solace in its tears, upon our face.
For within the rain, life’s beauty does reside,
A gentle reminder, that love cannot hide.