Wind is slowly stirred
Over the lightness of moist grassy sheet
Dark is the colour of
Stooped clouds, ready for a noisy retreat
Season of crystal drops
Spreads the lightning like a white serpent
Upon the slanting sky
Who whispers secretly with the Omnipotent
Noon in avatar of night
Promising the gloominess will stay for long
I crave for those days
When we sang together the rainy day song.
Wow.....Rainy days are here again and I am sure you will grab this opportunity to sing the rainy day song with your beloved...........beyond rating yet 10 is maximum here.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you live close to nature, I guess? Lucky! I live in megapolis - so I can't even imagine such beautiful scenes!
No absolutely not. I live in flats, surrounded with huge buildings & the sky is very small here.