The Tiny little Droplets of Water,
Showering over the Crust of the Earth, It comes with the Happines,
& Take away the Hotness.
It comes from The Sky,
It Left's a Gift of Beauty,
The Bow without It's Arrow ,
Which vanishes the feeling of Sorrow.
It's The Rain And The Rainbow,
Sweet as it Gets Started,
Adorable as it Stays,
The world wants them and For them they Pray.
The Band Of seven colour's Appear after the shower,
The finy Little Droplets Drizzling Over the Flowers,
Comes with the shadow,
Gifts the Bow without It's Arrow.
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PoetryMy lovely and Heartly Creations with My Imagination , Emotions and what I believe..... Cover credit @IamMuditJain
