Rain reaching from above the sky, Washing the surf

Rain reaching from above the sky, Washing the surface when heated so high. Coming from the heaven too far, Quenching thirst hour to hour. Farmers are standing in faith, Waiting for it to prove his grade. Hoping this year for the healthy grain, To break the chain of poverty from their name. Then a blare voice heard above the sky, Signalling hope to regain active alive. Bringing grin on their profiles, Makes me joyful at every time. Surrounded by the droplets all around, Wondering of their strength makes me profound. Thinking of their consistent approach , Made me vanish my incompatible shows. It fixes my troubles and sorrows all time, That has no stance to bother me side. Making my notions to put standard so high, Relieving my soul to be lighter than I might. Taking away the tears from their eyes, Employing them for the sake of their growth and pride. #raindroplets#quenchingthirst#farmerslife #time#notions#soul#joy#poetry

Aman Chaudhary