Rain

A little bit on the cringy side ngl, but I couldn't do any better when I was 14...

I lay asleep in a lake,
Having a long-time break.

When the time comes, I have to go,
And I have a frightful row.

I enjoy myself high up the sky,
Now and then telling a lie.

It hurts when I fall,
But it is fortunate to be in a hall.

Children enjoy me all the same,
And I get all the fame.

Children like me,
But when I go they flee.

Honestly, I like going up and down,
But many a times I frown.

Life is full of mysteries,
And I unfold them sitting under a tree.

I then go deep under the soil,
Covering myself in piece of foil.

My only friend is the cloud,
Who deafens me singing aloud.

But the cloud is my only home,
And there is no other hope.

Life cannot be difficulty-free,
Even though no wants it to flee.

I get new friends in the sea,
And the only me becomes we.

There is a mystery at every turn,
And each time I fall into a fern.

The time comes to say goodbye to the world,
Then it is known that there is a mystery still left to unfold.

-By Priyanshu Tripathi

20^th June 2016