And rain was the real player
Cajoling them to be together
Enjoying every moment
Adding meaning robust.
The falling raindrops enough
Withthe gentle tough
Able to ignite the best
Drenched wet as the happiest.
Reflecting as a conquest
I stood there enjoying moment
Freeing myself in the rain
Seeing her like a little kid in the rain.
I WAS ABOUT to go today till i came across your comment stay why think of death today you have got a long way to grow so stay on yet You saved me from my last breath
I have read M Asim Nehal's 'Two Lovers' too. The two are complementary to each other.
Great picture, fascinating imagery and a scintillating poem showing two lovers in the rain making the best out of available occasion.
Nice lines: Freeing myself in the rain Seeing her like a little kid in the rain.
Humans get The bliss When they Are in water. May be the Nostalgia Of womb. It works Varsha, nice poem
I often wonder, from where do you get such sensational picture... Classic... Beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'And rain was the real player Cajoling them to be together' loved these lines, and agree 'Drenched wet as the happiest' can be a life experience. I once spent an entire day with a friend Jim Herman, walking the entire day in heavy rain, fleet, hail, flooding; during a week long hike walking the Heaphy Track in both directions when we were in high school. We saw no one else out, the world was totally ours. Just us, the rain, the bush.