Monsoon

Just a brief encounter with rain,
Can throw your stiffness down the drain.
Reminiscing all the childhood memories;
Of dancing in the rain,
Making merries;
Sailing paperboats into the wild storm,

While the youth prefers staying in their dorm;
Reading their favourite classics,
Or indulging in gaming graphics,

Monsoon has come,
Many try saving themselves by making a run,
However some love feeling the rain;
Their favourite antic being  muddy splash;
Savouring the moments with a flash,

Some love celebrating rain with fritters and tea,
Or just love the taste of coffee,

Sitting by the window pane,
Watching the silver beads roll down;
Enjoying the rain,

The musicians love the song of rain,
Listening to the soft pitter patter;
Again and again,

Some love getting cozy under the blankets,
While artists find their muse;
And make themselves busy with their pallates,

Monsoon has come yet again
Making many rejoice,
Some just get wet in the rain;
While many love feeling it on their skin,
Its the choice you make.