Last Night, I..... Poem by Neela Nath Das
Last Night, I.....
Last night I heard
the music of rain drops.
From the hollow it jumped
on the earth, eager and hot.
The dry leaves of the trees,
grasses and plants,
soaking them happily
crept into my dream.
The cool air,
braced me with its
loving touch.
The smug window panes,
cleared with the stroke
of the shower,
laughed wholeheartedly.
In the morning,
I listened that!
A totally relaxing account of a night swept with the calming effect of the rain. Even the window panes rejoiced. Raindrops keep falling on my bed! . Nice.
A great pleasure to read this wonderful poem. You are sharing great moments in a great way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/19/2024 4:32:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
a good last night good write enjoyed