I lay down to sleep
With the soft whisper of rain in my ears
At some unearthly hour
Wakened up from sleep
By its howls and shrieks
I don’t know when it
Turned into a tumultuous roar
And why I failed to notice
The windows turning on their hinges
And the doors snap open and shut
When I woke up, I saw
The land inundated
Trees, arm twisted
And the leaves still shedding
Drops of tears!
The rain can start in a really gentle relaxing sound, then without warning it can turn into a storm of massive proportions. A great poem.
The poem scores in both the ways. The request of Mr Kee Thampi is surely honoured and the pleasure of reading such a short poem on the vibrant beauty of rain has been rightly derived. Thank you Madam Valsa for your flexibility.
Dave walker is spot on... it goes in my poems' list for its imagery so realistically presented! ! !
An stylish description of a rainy night and proceeding neat and clean dawn. A true poetry from a real poetess..........10
Great imagery.....Valsa....dreams turning into nightmares by the sweet-splashing rain.......very well composed..10/10
A beautiful poem. An apt title. Soft rains turning into tumultuous storms, while the poet is put to sleep by the soft whispers of rain carrying her to a dreamland, and then: 'The windows turning on their hinges And the doors snap open and shut'. As the poet wakes up, she sees, 'The land inundated Trees, arm twisted And the leaves still shedding Drops of tears! ' Beautiful imagery indeed! 10/10.
I just love the rain and a little flood as the result of a whole day rain. I love your style in picturing an image of rain at your perspective. thanks for sharing. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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