My eyes are mere slits, witnessing nature unwind. 

The heavens have opened up, and everyone is cowering down, 

under porches,sheds, hoods, and umbrellas. 

The raindrops' rage, a rancour on the roof. 

It muffles all sounds, emanating a persuasive silence. 

Water leaks and gushes out from holes, nooks and crannies, 

running away, joining its kin in countless streams. 

The leaves tremble in excitement.

Hoods and Umbrellas. Picture courtesy:  http://wonderfulmumbai.com

The buildings are crying,
their makeup tainted by mould and moss.
The wind howls in uninhibited joy.
The cars groan and croak in endless traffic,
soaked and sputtering. The trees sway with gay abandon.
The air is charged, it infects our souls,
and the city comes alive after the parching summer.
The gods are weeping tears of mercy.
Mother earth smiles at this generous gift, green with glee.

Sodden sky drunk on drops. Pic courtesy: http://khanabeer.tumblr.com/