Strange Moods Of Rain - The Rain Asked Poem by Angelina Pandian

The rain looked down
From her throne
On stately clouds,
'No trees to dance
With the breeze
In glee when I come
Where have they gone?
To dance on leaves
And kiss the flowers
I liked the lively walk
Down to their root
Back through the leaves
To join and be reborn.
It was all a joy – Now,
Where have they gone?
The barren land
An orphan mother
With no trees
Makes me cry
The high raise buildings
The chimneys of industries
Standing tall and eager
To make me poisonous
In my fall
I will bring down
Chemicals and smoke
As smog to soil the land
Should I fall?
Among these lands
Which have no trees? '
The rain asked
Looking down on earth!