I was on the road,
It began to shower.
In search of shelter
I made a quick glance around.
By a fence
Were lined a few trees.
They invited my eyes,
They opened their foliage.
Birds were chirping,
Squirrels were creeping.
Flies were dancing,
A sweet aroma was encircling.
Shadows gathered around me,
Leaves fell over the place.
A green umbrella was above me,
An unseen hand was roofing me.
A nest was in the winds,
Little birdies watched the rain.
To the showering clouds
Their beaks played a whispering note.
Rain was hard
But it was brief.
Leaving the shelter
Once again I picked up the road.
Those trees are now gone,
That landscape is no more.
Yet, in the inward eye, I do hear
Those rain drops, the long chirps,
The whispering beaks, the quivering wings, and
I am swept into blissful moments.
Nice enjoying in greeny environment, bird watching.10
I like the chopped short words and lines and the rhythm of this poem. it leads you on to the next line and then the next. Great skill Ravi, well done.
A sweet, earthy poem, Ravi. As refreshing as a cool spring shower. '10! ' Best Wishes, Marilyn
Beautiful. Speaks of the necessity of Closeness to nature and against felling of trees. Good
Shadows gathered around me, Leaves fell over the place. A green umbrella was above me, An unseen hand was roofing me.-So beautifully expressed !
The world is a shifting canvas. Things that were are no more. Memories are our best possessions
It's amazing how you vividly captured scenes of the past and intertwined it to present scenario.Magnificent poem. Thank you for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its so nice of you to share this kind of of poem to us, while reading this an image of you to the world of enchanted forest is I have easily imagined... I really like it, it touches me so much.... thanks for sharing.
Thanks for reading this poem and posting your impressive comments. Such comments actually inspire me for more compositions.