# A Rain Drop In A Child's Play Poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan

# A Rain Drop In A Child's Play

Rating: 4.6


The old grandpa of the house
sat in the courtyard of the house
that old house's open courtyard
with slant tiled roof on all four side

the roof above him had two rain drops
the left overs of the early morning rains
as the grandpa opened the newspaper to glance
one dropp fell on it and spread to read it too

it was a weather report
the paper gave a warning of heavy rains that day
the dropp on the paper gave the news to the other
as the grandpa called his naughty grand daughter

'see there is going to be heavy rains today.
don't go out and play and get wet today,
or you will get a poke if you catch a cold'
that angered the rain dropp on the roof

what a cruel old man it thought
how cruel of him to say that.'.if i give a cold
your dirty tank water will give her a flu' it said
though said in the girls voice it did not reach the deaf grandpa

the rain dropp on the roof
turned its head to look up into the clouds in the sky
to a rain dropp there it said
'don't come today and fall a prey'

for a rain drop
taking part in a child's play is eternity
landing on a tree and being of use is mere duty
falling on to the ground and drying away is fatality

After all this it left me wondering
if this is why our weather reports keep failing




COMMENTS OF THE POEM

Imaginative, interesting and humorous poem Samanyan. Thanks for sharing your wit! 10 Karin Anderson

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Surya . 19 June 2009

witty and amusing.every man has a naughty child in him, and yours have come down.lovely voted10 surya

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Lady Grace 19 June 2009

children usually play when it rains..buit i think this is not the case..i think the humor here is how the weather was to be reported..grace

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Naidz Ladia 18 June 2009

owwwwww, a humuros one ha..well, it is nicely done wth simple tenses all over the raindrops of weather bureau..lolz

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Pandian Angelina 18 June 2009

'taking part in a child's play is eternity landing on a tree and being of use is mere duty falling on to the ground and drying away is fatality' When wisdom drops like gentle drizzle From your thoughts, It leaves me wondering Is he a King from one of my grandma's tales Is he the Solomon Sheba seeked He understands not just the birds and beasts But, talks to Raindrops as soon as finishing His talk with men and God on equal par, So beautiful you leave me spellbound! Angel

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Krishnarasa Seshadri 16 February 2010

Its such a sweet poem! ! ! I don think anyone should stop children from playin in the rain!

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Patti Masterman 31 October 2009

Children and rain are natural friends. Unusual story pitting the will of Grandpa and the rain against one another.

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Mubeen Sadhika 30 September 2009

Good thinking. nicely expressed. great narration.

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 22 June 2009

A humorous theme put in words very elegantly. The interplay between nature and the imaginative heavenly characters that played role in this beautiful poem is just splendid....... Regards Naseer

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Carl Harris 20 June 2009

This is a nice and humorous poem, samanyan, and certainly gave me a smile today! Carl.

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