Irfanulla Shariff

The Rain - Poem by Irfanulla Shariff

The rain splashes and thunder
Watching through the window, I wonder
Is this Mother Nature's whirling dance?
Or just a heavenly romance
The swinging trees and lightning
This scene is so brightening
Sometimes pouring
Sometimes drizzling
Those nomadic rain drops
The crawling pearls on my window
Oh! Those moving umbrellas
People holding them not so mildly
The wind propelling them wildly
Now that rain has halted
Sight of the full moon has exalted
Splendid sky and starry night
A mirage of rhythmic flight
Holding me and my imagery tight
Another angelic show has begun
For the mankind to have stunning fun

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 14, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 31, 2013

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