The musical rambling is gone
From my roof top and window pane
The sky displays the washed
Sun with the passing of torrential rain
Trees wake up green and fresh
Grasses have not gone completely dry
The air is still wet and sticky
In the sky pieces of dark clouds lazily fly
Days of music and dance are
Over and now time has come to greet
The cold wind that brings
With it winter into the valley and street
Dance of raindrops on leafs,
Buds and petals will be seen no more
Missing sight of birds shaking
Wings in pools mind upwards will not soar
Musical rambling we have hard from this brilliant rain poem. An interesting imagery is drawn here really. This sharing values more...10
Feeling honored Sir by your such beautiful and positive review. Thanks very much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Days of music and dance are Over and now time has come to greet The cold wind that brings With it winter into the valley and street - - We often miss the good old days of spring and autumn all the more when they are gone, but fortunately they will come around in due time. - Greetings from Perdita
Thanks very much Perdita for giving your valuable time and enjoying my poem. My regards.