The Rain Poem by Titiksa Dugar

The Rain



I was going back home,
After visiting the places of ancient Rome.
I felt a tiny drop on my hand,
And realized that it has started to rain!

It started pouring cats and dogs,
Then followed by dense fog.
I was wet from tip to toe,
Because of running in the, though

I was standing at a bus stop,
When, suddenly, an umbrella appeared on top,
I turned around to see who is it,
To my surprise, it was my friend holding it!

Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: rain
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Namrata.s. Hangala 01 September 2015

hey titu! nice one da! see mine also.... bf - (nammu) ) :

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Pranab K Chakraborty 30 December 2014

Nice. It means friend is the umbrella bearer who always will guard. And vice-versa, be an umbrella for other part also.

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