The moon seems unawareof night's dark hittingon the damp warm rain misguiding owl's spitting A thunder light of loveraising hearts beatingwhile weather learns morefrom rain lovers meeting

My tears of joyhear the raindrops crying,as the rain never wants to pourdown on my cloudy dayswhen I makeour love-dreamsfor the sun to dreamonly for you....(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)

It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.

Rain, Aren’t you my soul’s joyful tearsonly longing for the sky to be happy?

When you become a raindrop in your mind Thunder is the closest friend you may find Wind lashed trees, dark clouds, lightning or the dust Everything you will bear once you adjust

Tears are my joy to hide my pain;like thunder hides the sound of rain.