In broad daylight Suddenly the rain comes It pours and pours, And receives all types of curses But what was the fault Of the cloud. Each day he would feel heavy, With the sorrow and the pain. It would day by day get worse But no one realizes and helps, They are busy living their lives, Contrary to the cloud Who had to put on a smile To show he is happy in the crowd Though he wants to scream loud. Days pass, no one consoles They are just happy That he didn't pour More and more, But then.... It was all black and cloudy All bad and deadly, It began.... The sorrow began, It rained and rained, Non-stop we can say. But in this whole time Was I even talking about The cloud and the rain? -Lavender Daisy (Palak Solanki)