The Rainy Season Original: Assamese Gayatri Phukan, Translated: Rupa Phukan Saikia Poem by Gayatri Phukan

The Rainy Season Original: Assamese Gayatri Phukan, Translated: Rupa Phukan Saikia

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The rains clean up the morning

Breaking the pleasant drowsiness
Sprinkle dream in the field
Smelling the fragrance of soil
The man sits a while
under a berry tree
He finds that nourishment like
the most testy meal
in the world

The flood affected people
don't like rain
When the rivers turn to be grown up
A sorrowful bird
weeps in heart

Monday, December 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Jagdish Singh Ramána 27 January 2019

beautiful poem! thoughtful write! the life spans rain and drought i.e. happiness and sorows. thank you, jagdish

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gayatri phukon 22 January 2022

Thank you jagdishji

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 10 December 2018

A powerful write on nature's wrath and wonders. Yes, rain brings happiness and sorrow. Cleverly written.

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Gayatri Phukan 10 December 2018

thank you rose

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Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh 10 December 2018

The gentle kind nature has the other side of ferocity.An excellent poem on nature.

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Gayatri Phukan 10 December 2018

thank you Mr singh

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Nash Thomas 10 December 2018

Dear Poet, You can create an image from your creative thought. Thanks for the sharing.

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Gayatri Phukan 10 December 2018

thank you Mr thomas

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Gayatri Phukan 10 December 2018

thank you thomas

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