Rain Poem by Plabita Bhaskar


Rating: 5.0

Get drenched, fall free
Nimbus dear...
Cleanse the dreary soul
The wind sings tales of agony
Take a fancy stroll.

Fill your misty redolence,
Jingle the crystalline beads,
Pick your groovy love crayons,
Brush your rainbow shades upon.

The frolic puddle to hop around
Paper boats to sail,
Relive mirthful childhood days,
Breakfree, drench my skin.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: rain
Avik Datta Gupta 25 April 2017

Pick your groovy love crayons, Brush your rainbow shades upon. The colours of the blushing Sun Kissed by the rain just for fun! ! Rains do inspire me like you, sorry for adding a bit of my lines to yours Nice short and sweet poem.. thanks for sharing

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Avik Datta Gupta 26 April 2017

I added a few more rain drops.You may also read The Rain Goddess which I wrote once upon a time

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Plabita Bhaskar 26 April 2017

Thank you for reading the poem Avik. Your lines seem to jingle with the original lines of the poem. Lovely.

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Christopher Tye 10 April 2017

Beautiful poem, a joy to read.

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Plabita Bhaskar 26 April 2017

Thanks for reading... :)

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Plabita Bhaskar 29 March 2017

Thank you for your kind words Rajnish Manga

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Rajnish Manga 29 March 2017

'Relive mirthful childhood days'. The poem brings alive not only our childhood days but other memories relating to rainy days decades ago when there was heavy downpour for days together. Nothing of the sort happens now. Thanks for sharing the poem.

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