There is no color in the rain
It’s only water, wet and plain.
It makes damp spots upon my book
And splashes on my new dress, look!
But puddles, in the rainy weather,
Glisten like a peacock’s feather.
Kash K Baras Jae Yahan Bhi Kuch Noor Ki Barish Ya Rab,
K Emaan K Shishon Pe Bari Gard Jami Hai,
us tasveer ko bhi kar de taza,
jinki yaad humare dil me dhudhli huyi hai.