Listen to the Rain

Listen to the rain as it occurs to our eyes,
My sight had no question to ask
As to why the spitting lasted too long
And turned into showers so delightful.

How do we dangle our legs over a muddy bridge
When rainy days do disallow such practices?
How on Earth can you dissolve the acid into rain
When rain is a minor miracle, a liquid for pleasure?

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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