Chronicles of a Rainy Day

Whenever it rains, it makes me forget all my pain
Through ups and downs, no matter what, I rebound.
The butterflies rest and the flowers bloom,
so beautiful is nature that my heart sings to it's tune.

The drums of thunder, violin of a droplet
Soothes my soul and makes my heart scarlet
Rabindra sangeet it is for the day,
for there is no one better than Gurudev who described the rains.

Now that my heart is joyous and sadness nowhere near
it's time to worship my stomach without any fear
The smell of potatoes call me there
where there are bhajjiyas to be to be serverd with some care

The night brought darkness and birds have hid
the lights went off as they always did
Some pole must have fallen or a tree tumbled
man can't solve nature's eccentric puzzle

Flooded are the roads and some homes too
Why has nature brought fury and not love to do
The drums sound like war cries and violins give me pain
probably it's time for rain to go back to a dry terrain.

Somewhere out there, there is someone who needs you more
He cries for water, kills himself for your disdain
please help him with your tender drops,
whenever it rains, it will cease his pain.