Rain
The blistering sun is sending its rays to the earth
The ground becomes more drier and more the cry’s
All breathing creatures seek shades
The hot wave becomes less and less the cry’s
The upstairs starts brooding and misty looking is the mountains,the dull cloud sends its child to inform us of day time darkness, the cold wind starts shingling,the sky grumbles,a peculiar smell fills the earth
Then the first drop hits the ground and millions follows, the cattle starts cunning to the nearby river farmers prepares the seeds, the masses sing “its him indeed” and muddy is the earth, thrilled are the people
Colours of the spectrum crosses the sky
slowly but unwillingly he fades
Streams flows to the south with great roar
Plants regain their zest,with utmost beauty is the grass and now he’s gone. The rain.
By Success Ngobeni
Aged : 18
