by Neelam Sinha
And I too became wet in that tip tap rain
When in summer I got the company of rain
Which brought with it the tip tap grain .
On plants it rained in such a way
That all buds became gay .
The neem tree in front of my window
Which has gone leafless
That too smiled
Like it got new life so fresh.
The flower of marigold has decorated itself too
And it took me in its beautiful hue .
It seemed like walls of my home
Too has welcomed it
And introduced its each part to it .
And in this I was unable to stop my inner shout
People tried but i just galloped out .
And I too become wet in that tip tap rain ...
Last updated April 21, 2012