PITTER-PATTER WENT THE BANTER

Rain is music

Music is rain

Imbued with soul

Its every grain

 

Which to my eyes

Is a maze

And my heart

Is solace

 

But to my ears

A mellow dulcet voice

That murmurs softly

A hundred lies

 

Even for the tongue

Lingers long the tone

Longer than the gulp

From an ice-cream cone

– Akanksha Gupta