Droplets of water pouring from heaven,
Standing in the window counting one by one,
Singing melodious tunes, father and son,
Greeting onset of monsoon, the rainy season;
Rains bring with it the natural splendor,
Beginning of blossoming of lavender,
Sometime with a backdropp of thunder,
Washing all the dirt down under;
Frogs sing with their sack croak, croak
Leaping to welcome rains with rhythmic sonant,
Pouring rains heightens the spirit of young blokes,
Boys and girls dancing with their cloths soaked;
Seasonal rains are farmer’s boon
To plant his paddy harvest crop soon,
Which bring with it the awaited promise,
As a Natures reward for his toil and sacrifice;
The aroma of the rising wet dust,
Pleasing the senses for the season of wet,
For young and old fosters romance at best,
For courting like lovebirds in their homely nest;
The aroma of the rising wet dust, I like the aroma of the wet soil nice poem--- regards anjali
The aroma of the rising wet dust, Pleasing the senses for the season of wet, For young and old fosters romance at best, For courting like lovebirds in their homely nest; ...................................................................... Vidyadhar, I like this style, beautifully write...10... Tsira
the last stanza is really good...for, rain brings an unusual togetherness among beings...forced to remain inside their nests...good write 10/10
You've presented us with a feel of the rainy season...good watch of the rains10+++
You are in tune with the rain. Pure enchantment. Your first stanza is the one that appeals the most to me 10/10. Warm regards, Sandra
Descriptively beautiful...can feel the rain drops..good poem..kindly read my poem 'wet lyre' when time permits
rain its nature that restores everything....nice poem! ! ! ! ! !
Vanakkam Annachi....I enjoy reading this poem very much just like I enjoy watching raindrops kissing the earth, and gradually fill up the potholes. Beautiful.
celebrating the rain. lovely imagery. i love the rain and eveything it brings.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
rain and nature and frogs sing.. rain July -August rains of India...