Drop of Love

A relation when compared to a raining day,
Its Foundation lays on the wet clay.
The wet clay, made by our drop of love,
Having cracks of fightings, but the pillar of
dove.
The day begins with the drizzle of our
thoughts for each other,
In which the speed of drops of love and
thunders dont even bother.
The Drops when strikes the ground of
morality,
Produces a splash, The splash that may cause
either simplicity or toxicity.
If these drops of love are accompanied by the
sunlight of trust and respect,
The day shows us the seven colours of life
from every aspect.
Or else if they come solitarily with the dark
clouds of self-serving,
Using these drops to produce their own bright lightening.
This rainy day symbolizes every relation of in a which I am a part,
And lots of drops of love to all my better halves from the bottom of my heart.
Without you all i am just like wind on a rainy day,
With any drop of love and blowing along the
unknown way.
Just a suggestion to store these drops in the well
of your heart,
They will always play the role of a helping
hand whenever u ask for them from your cart.