#THERAINS

What we feel towards the rain is ambivalence,
We like it and yet sometimes we hate it
The magnetism of the rain depends on,
Our situation, our mood, our life
Imagine yourself going to an occasion,
All set with dress and shoes,
And along comes the rain,
Unmindfully innocent and
Drenched you from head to toe,
Soggy, cold, sad and depressing,
Sometimes the rain gets you annoyed,
But imagine you on a lazy Sunday,
Snugly tucked under your covers
You get up amd look out of the window,
Rains amd storms,
You hop back in and
Snuggle to sleep, cuddling the weather
When it spoils that perfect trip to the beach,
Or hinders your day at work,
And you need to sit in the AC,
Shivering from the wetness.
That's when it becomes evil,
But imagine cuddling indoors,
With your lover at hand,
Or standing at the window,
Safe under a warm embrace,
It's then you stretch out your hands,
To catch the dainty drops.
Imagine you on a lonely day,
Listening to songs of separation,
And along comes the rain,
Washing in a sea of good memories,
Which are now bittersweet in love
And that's when you loathe the rain,
But imagine you out in there,
Under one red umbrella,
You and your love, huddled
Dream sequence it is here
The rains when coming planned,
The rains coming unplanned,
Good memories, unhappy tears,
Whatever it is, the rain is an eternal witness,
And the feelings for the rain is maybe,
The ambivalence we feel for life,
Or what we feel towards self
Don't blame the rain,
It's innocent, situations hurt

#therainisinnocent