Season's first rain !
So soothing, so refreshing,
Tiny drops are so rejuvenating.
Fragrant flowers flutter in cool breeze,
Withered pale leaves seem keen to breathe.
Drops dance on petals
Lilacs smile with happiness so subtle.
Everything now seems so fresh and green
Land is no longer dry and weaned.
Livid and thirsty earth now seems full of life;
Little pearl like drops are making dull pastures alive.
Trees, winds, flowers all seems sprituous
Earthly beauty looks splendid and tremendous.
Rainbow comes out
which was in veil of clouds since long;
To make himself a part of Nature's celebration which is on.
Few Words: I hope my this poem on 'rain' sooths u in this killer heat and give you a feel of respite from this zooming mercury . So here a "crafty coolant" to relieve you a bit in peak of this summer.
About Me
- Surabhi
- मेरे शब्दों में.. पंचतत्व का मानव तन, इन्द्रधनुष सा है यह मन, संबोधित करना चाहो मुझे, "सुरभि" से परिभाषित यह जीवन Here is more 4 u in my words......... I' m an art & literature lover by heart, A writer by interest, A HR Scholar by academics, Vivacious & chirpy by nature, Polite & grounded by persona, Smart by actions, Humble yet bit moody by attitude, Creative by mind, Spritual by choice and Lucky by chance (or may be by God's grace )
awesome work...deliberate and meticulous detailing that gives a true Feel. :)
ReplyDeleteBlessed be!
Very Very Soothing indeed...beautifully written...waiting for the rains...
ReplyDeleteIt's splendid!
ReplyDeleteThe finale really put a smile on my face ... "To make himself a part of Nature's celebration which is on" ... beautifully penned! - /Abhi.
beautiful poem. As good as the first rain itself.
ReplyDeleteThnk you all for your generous comments.
ReplyDeletenice poem ... critically didn't rhyme that well ..But the feel was very real,wet and smelt of rain.
ReplyDeleteA write up by me on the same topic http://punksmorgasbord.blogspot.com/2006/07/multifaceted-rains.html ,do spare a minute.
@ gauravbrills
ReplyDeleteJust wanted to tell that my this poem on rain
follow "end stopped" pattern; not 'direct rhyming' scheme. "End stopped" where the lines and rhyme of poetry terminate with punctuation.