Outside it rains
Sitting in my porch I watch,
The elements mix and mingle
Kneading the pulverized dust
This is summer rain.
It comes and goes
Like teenage romance
Licking rising flames of heat
It sinks fast into the mud
Promising new sprouts of green
Sieving deeper into my mind
Reviving faded dreams!
Rain drops flop and break
Over boulders and flow downwards
Raising the scent of roasted earth
Mixing with the smell of fresh Jasmine
I hear the roar of wind
Trees casting leaves by its current
Spectres of green spiralling down
And flown hither and thither
I watch the race of truant clouds
And how they collide on their track
Breeding florescent light and rumbling sound
Like a small firework in the sky
I hear the rain all around
Hold it in my palm
Feel the thrill of the first firm grip of my love
And my senses aglow with a soothing calm
These summer drops carry such grace
How the starved earth sucks them in!
On asphalt roads how they glide and dance
And how quickly disappear out of sight
As I look on, the rain stops
And its rattle suddenly stilled
Like a beautiful concert
Abruptly closed, leaving waves of joy!
The sky that peered through veils of grey
Beamed and brightened once again
With all its ache washed away
In the purging tears of crystal drops!
A wonderful poem with a lovely detailing of the summer rain.... loved it.
Summer rains are big relief from schorching sun rays but sadly not all places in India experience summer rains, it is only southern India, eastern, northeastern and some coastal areas which experience summer rains, the rest will have to wait till monsoon. I do agree with you, summer rains have got soothing effect.
.......summer rain gives relief from burning heat, and is like a boon for many in rural India, your poem is well enriched with emotions of such people and great imagery as well, lovely write.
perhaps little johnny wont like this one, , coz he wants to play, , , : P wonderful poem, , , i have always admired your diction that you use on yur poems, , , it; s simply amazing like always, , ,
As I look on, the rain stops And its rattle suddenly stilled Like a beautiful concert Abruptly closed, leaving waves of joy! ......thrilling expression. Beautiful metaphorical poem shared amazingly. Thanks for presenting here.10
Chanced upon it while reading your other poem. So glad to have read this lovely Nature poem. Such beautiful expressions to indulge all my senses while rain drops dance behind my eyes. Thanks for sharing.
Breeding florescent light and rumbling sound...or fluorescent? As adjectives the difference between fluorescent and florescent is that fluorescent is of or relating to fluorescence while florescent is flowering or budding. ha ha. undlees it is different in India? could i hear more about this, please? : Feel the thrill of the first firm grip of my love bri (: i happened upon this while trying to stay on Summer In My Brain page.
Its a wonderful wonderful poem, so very picturesque. Thanks for the share, Valsa
This is summer rain. It comes and goes Like teenage romance Licking rising flames of heat Rainbow description of summer rains, colorful and lovely.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the whole atmoshphere has been brought out here clearly and beautifuly!