The feeling of a rainy day

The feeling of a rainy day
Dear readers, it is raining now and the rain is pouring all around. We all like rain. Who doesn't love the falling rain, the cloudy sky. The thunder of the clouds is a dark evening. These feelings mean some poems with a cup of fresh tea. Or spending time with a loved one. These feelings are present in almost everyone's mind. It has been raining since morning, there is no way out. So I am sitting quietly by the window. That's how I spent today. And I tried to feel a rainy day. How do I express what I am feeling at the moment? I am not a poet. If I were a poet, I would write a poem like Rabindranath right now:
‘I remember hearing the song in my mother’s mouth when it rained.
The cool presentation of the captivating makeup of the cloudy nature really captivated the mind with an unknown pool of joy. When the raindrops were falling in the air like pearls of water, it seemed as if I was running and holding one or two of his hands, I felt the touch of nature's calm, soft and charming form. The motion of the clouds awakened the feeling of being dormant in the mind. A poetic inspiration spreads the mind in the world of thoughts like the silence of a melody. The mind became engrossed in the search for an unknown person like a pious man. Ever lost a happy memory in the back alley of mindlessness.
I remember a few lines from the poem of the poet Syed Sarwar:
‘The game of clouds in the sky
Occasionally lightning raft
Like a monster
Named after tearing the stomach of the sky
Crying
Kajal is black
It felt so good! ‘