kaleidoscope

Different shades of rain,

Its happiness to someone, sorrow for others.

It shows mirror to some and the past to others.

Soothes 1s pain , or devastate who has walked alone under it.

For me its way of figuring out myself.

i sit before it, watch it fall down.

The only difference in my spectrum is I trace the drops in a motion so slow,

that each drop tells me something.

Sometimes its about the happy times iv spent,

sometimes its about the difficult times iv faced.

I know, no jargon's to use here.

Its my simple view which says,

Let the rain fall on you, let it beat upon your head

For this phase shall pass and sunshine will be there.

You will be a free bird then, flying high in the sky.

You will create your own identity,

And fly like a leaf so dry.

I smile sometimes, sometimes i cry

Its then when i realize,

that yes ! iv walked till here,

in an endevour to evolve myself.

And iv seen phases with ups n downs.

I held my head high, faced them

And now m standing here under the rain,

Waiting for the future to hit the harbor...