The First Spring Rain Poem by Sibghatullah Khan
The First Spring Rain
As I sit reading in my room, I hear
the first Spring rain thumping the Earth.
Since I cannot concentrate, I rush
out on my roofed terrace and see
multiple, muscular, liquid verticals
lustily fall on Earth that lies supine
with all its pores agape. Rain drops,
strong and uncouth, ruffle Earth's chest,
and worm into her crevices and hollows.
She swells up and swallows all that comes
from a thundering Sky. We'll soon watch Earth
loosen her large Pelvis for a Glorious Birth.
and see multiple, muscular, liquid verticals lustily fall on Earth that lies supine with all its pores agape. Raindrops, losing the large pelvis for a glorious birth. just wonderful a poem. thank you dear poet. tony
A great poem like it, a great write. May i invite you to read my new poem called, I Fear.
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5/9/2024 5:24:51 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A concise and descriptive verse nicely crafted with insightful. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Khan.