A Piece From my work

              Everyone likes rainy days with the scent of the mud that grazes our nose when the showers of rain make their visit to earth. Even though we are happy we will certainly miss the presence our daily day acquaintance. You would have now guessed who it might be. It is our bright sun. This desire of inviting the sun to enjoy the rainy day with me, made to write a poem of plea (Perhaps a sonnet). I present it as follows:

                              A PLEA ON SUN's RETURN
                            Oh! Sun, I really miss you today,
                            For I have'nt seen you.
                            It seems as a dull day
                            And how about you?

                            Did you scold the big black cloud?
                            And why is it crying?
                            Do you know how much I loved,
                            when it was not raining.

                            Oh! Sun, please show your presence
                            And be studded in the sky.
                            If this never happens,
                            I'm sure to die.

                            Don't let me mourn,
                            So, come back soon.

                                                    - A. Dhandapani.