The Tiny Drops...

Glazing through my window,

Piercing through the storm,

I set my life, with thunder,

And a wonderful alarm.

Ah! Here they came,

For a cup of coffee,

With a noise of shoes,

Outside my lobby.

We sat together, and

Discussed for a while,

And planned for a movie,

Without waiting agile.

Hushed and rushed we,

Left from the place.

Sat on a bike and wondered

The world of pace.

Got wet in monsoon,

With no raincoats,

We missed the movie,

Without the oats.

We sat in a canteen,

And planned for the game,

The game we played,

To make it insane.

Dripped in target and,

Locked the props,

We sat up business,

With all the drops.

My friends...

My raindrops....