THE POURING EMOTIONS

Emotions come alive,

Whenever it rains.

Have you ever felt it?

Be it love, hate or even pains....

Hitting the gross stones, when I see,

Making harsh noise.

The droplets confess hardships,

And that life is no rejoice.

But as my eyes gaze the trees,

So playfully they sway.

Refilling my heart with bliss,

Masking the stress to which I fell prey.

The clouds strike the chord,

The raindrops sing a song.

So soothing becomes my mood,

As if nothing can go wrong.

Is it me who moulds the rain,

Or the rain which moulds my mood!?

You can actually feel me then,

As though my emotions go nude.