Standing in the balcony
I watch the rain falling
Making a swishing sound
As cool drops come rolling
Down walls, trees, leaves,
Fronds and smiling faces
Down railings and awnings
Not leaving behind any traces
Standing in the balcony I
Watch cool drops from the sky
Coming down in long strands
With laughter, singing and sighs
They run down as runnels
To meet rivers and get lost
Giving a feeling of joy around
Taking away all grimes and dusts
Lovely poem, captures the beauty of raindrops. Thanks for sharing
I appreciate Poet's meticulous observation of rain drops! Beautifully expressed.....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
VERY NICE RAIN DROPS COUNTING I THOUGHT U WERE IN MINING NOW I C U R MINING POETRY POINTS ONLY ALL D BEST AKP
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