The sound of raindrops
Ripples from ear to ear
The water uncovers a hidden treasure
A small red rose bud danced
On the swing of air
The breeze softly touched
The tender skin of my love
The heat muted and remained
Inside the shells of the desires
Calmly paving way for love to blossom
Rays clings to my skin
Making it wet and salty like teardrops
I rested my head on the lap of my love
And closed my eyes to feel the droplets of water
Dripping from her silky hairs
My heart starts to pound out of my chest
And with a bang sound everything stopped
I no longer hear the pounding sound of rain
Nature has returned the peace
The blue, cyan sky returned
The sun rays were hitting the leaves
And the droplets started to reflect the colours
I felt soaked, as if had just taken a shower
I stood up to stretch my arms towards the heavens
The storm was over, but our Love remained.
Very good depiction of love in tender, soft, melodious words..Asim..musical...thans for sharing
Excellently penned . Rays clings to my skin Making it wet and salty like teardrops I rested my ....
A poem with marvellous depiction on nsture I like most. Many thanks dear Asim, keep the ball rolling.
Md. Asim Nehal is a wonderful poet of nature. His portrayals are so breath-taking. Last stanza of the poem is really a tribute to his poetic skills where he brings to fore a graphic description. The heat muted and remained Inside the shells of the desires Calmly paving way for love to blossom
Thank u so much Rajnishji, Your words of encouragement works wonder for me to write further.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Romantic write, the way you write.. it moves like a silk
Thanks much Soul......