Rainy season is one of the weirdest yet the most beautiful of all seasons.. There are days we feel as if the rain uproots all our emotions out of the blue.. It covers our mind with old memories both good and bad and plays with our mind... and odd enough we just let it happen..so this poem tries to visualize the rain playing with my mind.. 

Yeah it is another rainy day today

It is all set and ready to taunt and play

Just like the moods that often sway

Rain has found weirdly a straight way

To poke my heart and tell it understands

What my heart goes through and demands

Even going to extreme by falling down

In a rhythm that quickly makes me frown

Cause it literally is like my heart speaking

Bearing out and as if the rain does the crying

But there are days that rain brings memories

That I wish to engrave for centuries

So as it rains heavily I too play

Even skidding in the newly formed clay

Bringing together all my childhood days

Ignoring whatever the elders says

Drenching soul, mind and body with all

Having no fear of fever, failure or fall

Days that were simple, colourful and splendid

Every moment was captured by mind as candid

That no photographer can ever create

The smiles that spread as we happily ate

All the fresh, hot and spicy street snacks

Using banana leaves for head as life hacks

Rain can simply change my mood in a matter of time

Forgetting the memories to me seems like a crime

Cause something so beautiful is rare and sweet

Which is nowadays confined to a simple tweet

Rain does have a role in my mood swings

As it gives my emotions strange wings

Am happy at the drizzle that kisses the leaves

Running the streets keeping high my sleeves

Looking at the kids play in the tiny puddle

Happy for the lovers who create their happy bubble

Love rolling my umbrella in the rains

Love as the rain drowns me and removes my pains

Am sad at the struggles of the busy bees

Scared of frightening roaring angry seas

Am tired of keeping my dress neat

Finding a dry and clean window seat

Angry at the racing car that puts tough stains

At the unkept and overflowing stinky drains

Angry at the slipper that slips or breaks

At the road for forming many random cracks

On being hit by the rain it simply is crazy

And riding as it rains makes you uneasy

Lastly may I ask out of my unnecessary curiosity

Why does it rain when someones leaves the city

Leaves us forever in this world all alone... 

Hope you could relate... Please do comment what you felt...