Drop that fell.

Its a poem that would take you to a journey on a rainy evening. An inspirational trigger for your mind from the struggles of a drop that fell.

Clouds shout out loud in the gloomy weather,
Ground gets a feast of droplets,
From the heaven they fall together.

In the midst of all I stand humble.
Wishing for unraveling beauty to enrage my eyes.
But the soul of mine still crumble.

Terror awakens when thunder is the first to strike,
Unease in nature I witness myself.
Creatures waiting for what they dislike.

The roar comes second and argues to life.
Pondering about its blunder for such might.
All it wants is peace but not strife.

The time for rendezvous has past
But the memory of it will always remain steady,
Even if its a race it desires for the position in last..

Its way of fall was affected.
When investigated,
The wind was guilty and it was detected.

It asks for nothing but gives us hope.
Prays for nothing but grants us reason,
Falls for nothing but stimulates our growth,
Rises for nothing but encourages our thoughts.

Such sacrifice is true.
No wonder,
When it leaves, Its all just blue.

Author's Note

Ignore rhyming scheme.