Rain taps gently on the glass tonight,

A melody soft in the silver light.

Drops trace paths down the windowpane,

Washing the world, soothing the pain.

In the rhythm of the falling rain,

There’s a comfort that I can’t explain.

Rainy window blues, a quiet refrain,

A bittersweet tune, like a soft-spoken chain.

No need to smile, no need for tears,

Just me and this moment, my thoughts are clear.

Shadows waltz with the candle’s flame,

In this quiet, there’s no need for a name.

The city hum fades to the background tune,

Under the spell of a rainy monsoon.

In the rhythm of the falling rain,

There’s a solace that eases the strain.

Rainy window blues, a quiet refrain,

A bittersweet tune, like a soft-spoken chain.

No need to smile, no need for tears,

Just me and this moment, my thoughts are clear.

Each droplet falls like a fleeting dream,

Reflecting hopes in its gentle gleam.

The storm outside feels like a friend,

A reminder that all things mend.

Rainy window blues, a quiet refrain,

A bittersweet tune, like a soft-spoken chain.

No need to smile, no need for tears,

Just me and this moment, my thoughts are clear.

The rain slows down, a whisper remains,

Fading softly, like distant trains.

Rainy window blues, now part of the past,

But its melody lingers, a peace that lasts.