A RAIN IN TRICHY

Its rainin here:-):-) :-) :-).
the smell of Trichy sand:-)
hmm entering my nerves:-) :-)
Unlike the sweat of homo sapiens ,
the sweat of my city sand sublimes to the sky, spreadin out the aroma:-) :-)
The chillness stays like a drenched cotton makin my mother nature, feel cooler than hills:-)
 The tiny droplets clinging to the shady tree,, is dancing on its last fall,,,,
And  my slender finger running on wet leaves,, drinks off those droplets,, as it crosses them,,
A heavy blow of wind,,
pushes off my brittle hair,
drizzled in wet air,
cluttering my forelocks,,
The puddle below me feet,,
that appears hardly neat,,
has become at meat,,
for dogs in street:)
The couples sauntering with arms juxtaposed,,
enjoyin the zephyr,, that could easily decipher ,,
the mystery behind their love history:)
The trees were full of silky white stars
 Sparkling at mars:)

It Rains in my city!!
Its Reigns like a deity !!