Delhi's Mood Swing

In Delhi's domain, where moods take flight,

I wander through rain's wild might.
The skies release their watery pour, 

Flooding the city, right to its core.

Raindrops patter, creating a soothing sound,
A symphony of nature's tears hitting the ground.
I splash through puddles, feeling alive,
In this wondrous realm where dreams survive.

Waterlogging troubles can't dampen my cheer,
For amidst the chaos, joy is still near.
I seek refuge in a cozy little spot,
Sipping chai, savoring pakoras piping hot.

Yet raindrops kiss my face so sweet, Cleansing my worries, making them fleet. 

In solitude's embrace, solace I find,
In rain's gentle touch, love's trace behind.

So I'll revel in Delhi's rainy embrace,
Letting the raindrops restore my grace. With every sip of chai and bite of pakora's delight,
I'll treasure rain-kissed moments, day or night.

In Delhi's mood swings, rain holds sway, Bringing solace, joy, and love's display.
For in this watery symphony, I am free,
To write my own tale, single or glee.
-©inkit_poetry