Some sit beside the window sill On a beautiful rainy day Savouring the beauty of drops of rain... Lost in the world of thoughts... Some curse the rain... For drenching them In the pool of hardships and misery Some feel the pain Not being able to enjoy in the rain They being prisoners of disease That makes them refrain... Rain, is same for all But the attitude, different... Thoughts can never be the same Accepting people as they are is the best solution... - Vyshna THE RAIN
