there is something inevitable about the rain
not the kind that comes light & powdery as baby showers
but the kind that comes as an outpouring from the heavens
overwhelming in it's feriocity
a cloudburst, a torrent,
a river that just breached it's bank
and hovers in the distance as a mountainous watery wall
threatening to swallow the slumbering world
it comes heavy and thick, drivenin whipping sheets
an expansive orgy, a thunderous letting out of passions
when souls mingle, skin to skin wearing only the rain
filled, burgeoning, becoming one with the rain
till every sillouhte with it's sharp outlines are merged
with a million shades of the skies grey and
becomes one with the dripping horizon
- - - Seema K Jayaraman, Mumbai 28 June 2019
Rain comes as outpouring from heaven. This again gives the feeling of mountainous watery wall that is threatening to swallow the slumbering world. With millions of shades of grey sky, the dripping horizon has unified the breathing vow. A great imagery is drawn basing upon perception. This is an excellent poem...10
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I was moved by your powerful poem on Rain. I have never come across poems of such depth, gravity and significance before. I would like to be in touch with your poems and you, particularly, in the days to come. Please go through my poems or my latest books. Thanks in advance and regards.
Thank you Venkataramana ji, deeply humbled and happy you enjoyed reading this poem.. most welcome to read and provide feedback on my other poems.. I will definitely look out and read your poems..Regards, Seema