Arti Chopra

Rookie (16 Nov 1953 / Jammu)

A Rainy Blessing - Poem by Arti Chopra

When it couldn't possibly get any hotter,
When we were like lambs ready for slaughter,
The earth so parched and dry,
Everyone looking wearily at the sky,
Suddenly the skies changed from yellow to grey,
And it seemed like a cloudy day,
And then the heavens opened wide
Raindrops scattered far and wide
Lo and behold it was rain, eagerly awaited
For days we had longed and waited,
The temperature visibly dropped,
Street children jumped and hopped,
The wilted trees smiled,
The heat that was searing, now mild
A balmy wind blew
Reviving tired energies anew,
Rain Gods had pity on the wilting humanity
On the people almost losing their sanity,
Mother Nature with her watery blessing
No longer keeping us guessing
Thank God for this lovely rain
May we be blessed again and again

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013


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