Strange Moods Of Rain – ……he Works Abroad Poem by Angelina Pandian

Strange Moods Of Rain – ……he Works Abroad

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True husbandman the Rain
It travels far and long
To gather wares most needed
For livelihood it brings
Precious minerals and salts
Gathered with care to replenish
The fertility of the land
He comes home heavy with care
Camel clouds carrying raindrops
One by one each cloud he unloads
And showers with love on her
Sparkling diamonds and pearls
Kissing, sinking and soaking
He refreshes her tired soul
Satiates her thirst for more
Cleansing her home he helps
Her spring clean the dead
And decayed leaves and fronds
He pulls them down and sweeps away
He dusts the tree tops and makes
All squeaky clean the dust settles
He makes her ready once again
To meet spring with sprightly steps
He makes her ready to become fruitful
And leaves again to foreign shores
Till the monsoon holidays beckon him
Once again back here to his home!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal 05 September 2009

Precious minerals and salts Gathered with care to replenish The fertility of the land He comes home heavy with care Camel clouds carrying raindrops One by one each cloud he unloads.........as husband is necessacity so is the need for u...little late arrival at home also causes worry... fantastic piece of poetry....10 read mine rain delay...rain has come... merci o, raingod..watched helplessly

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Naseer Ahmed Nasir 02 September 2009

How wonderfully you have related the rain to expatriates who work hard for livelihood and come to their homes only once a year. Nature and economy walk side by side in this poem. Regards Naseer

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premji premji 01 September 2009

rain.... many feel it with happiness........ but, do you know that rain is sacrifice........ cloud dissolve to solve the problems of you dear mother earth...............................................

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Yelena M. 26 August 2009

Quite beautiful scene of the pouring rain...a true love like rain..soft in its tenderness or strong in its passion or cleansing in its purity. thanks for sharing, Angel. Yelena M.

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