Come Soon, O Rain. Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Come Soon, O Rain.
Come soon, come soon,
O rain, my grand-daughter
Aaeeshanee is calling you
Come again and again.
With your coming, o rain
My grand-daughter wants to
Hear the croaking of frogs,
Pealing of clouds,
Whistles of winds,
Rustlings of leaves,
Babbles of streams,
Ripples of waves.
O rain, come soon, come soon, come soon, to see
The face of my grand-daughter that is like the moon.
This poem has kind of an Indian feel to me, and that is good.
Rain a subject that have created number of poems by world renowned poets and still the poem written by the poet is a special to the readers as it is so nice.
Thanks for your encouraging comment about my poem Family. I have read your five most recent works which are fascinating as usual.
I think it should be wabns instead of want, but anyway this poem makes me look forward to being a grandfather soon!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gajanan Mishra
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4/23/2024 9:17:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
beautiful rain, Aashanee loves rain..