Thejaswini Nair

Rookie (7/12/1991 / Thiruvananthapuram)

Rainfall - Poem by Thejaswini Nair

Patting the roads,
With its silver rods
It makes rivulets
With precious droplets.
Sometimes only a trickle
Sometimes a waterfall
It falls and cools the desert in our mind.
It comes with the drum of thunder
And make the peacocks wonder.
It lashes against the window pane
And washes away my pain.
The howling wind and the dancing trees
Make the rain much beautiful.
Over the roof with a 'pittar-patter'
On the ground with a ' tit- tat-tit'
It falls down with its music.
Rainfall- it showers missiles
But brings down peace to our mind.


Comments about Rainfall by Thejaswini Nair

  • premji premji (12/12/2008 5:20:00 AM)


    i feel the rain.......rain....rain.....
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  • (10/23/2008 1:33:00 AM)


    and this little poet writes with a view of replenish new to our...
    And make the peacocks wonder.
    It lashes against the window pane
    And washes away my pain.
    The howling wind and the dancing trees
    Make the rain much beautiful.
    (Report) Reply

  • (4/12/2008 8:04:00 PM)


    Thejaswini....This one is a beautiful poem and thanks for sharing it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 12, 2008



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