Restless I remained during the rains,
I Came out, didn't mind the stains,
What could I do with a paralyzed mind?
Nothing left in life, but not yet blind,
I can see, I can feel, and I can think
I have beautiful words that I can ink
Words are the mirror of my thoughts
Come so suddenly in the mental droughts
I need an inspiration only beauty I need
For beauty my never ending greed!
Without any refrain and any hesitation
Walking in the mud for an inspiration
See a red velvet mite the crawling ruby
The vagabond beauty like a naughty baby
For whom you are here for a rainy date?
I came at the right moment I am not late
It's a beautiful time now enjoy my flirt
My muddy boots and all my dirt
Not for you my shocking red jewel
For my needy heart I need your dwell
For your oil I shall not kill you dear
Be patient and get rid of the fear
My paralysis is at all not physical
Your beauty is enough as it's mental,
Inspire me my heavenly sweetheart
Could I paint you but I lack this art!
I can see, I can feel, and I can think I have beautiful words that I can ink Words are the mirror of my thoughts Come so suddenly in the mental droughts - A very lovely poem, full of fun and humor... I love this word-picture of a rainy-day experience.a 10++++++ Perdita
(cont.) ... more favorite lines: [and, yes, it IS beautiful! ! ! the mite, i might add.] Your beauty is enough as it's mental, Inspire me my heavenly sweetheart Could I paint you but I lack this art! : .................i guess your writing art is sufficient here. to MyPoemList. bri :)
favorite lines so far: [and more favorites soon enough, but i'm puzzled by your use of flirt] Walking in the mud for an inspiration See a red velvet mite the crawling ruby The vagabond beauty like a naughty baby ...............and your dwell? ? (continued) ...
drought drout/ noun plural noun: droughts a prolonged period of abnormally low rainfall; a shortage of water resulting from this. synonyms: dry spell, lack of rain, shortage of water this year's drought was devastating to cotton growers a prolonged absence of something specified. he ended a five-game hitting drought archaic thirst. (continued) ....
It is a brilliant write on red velvet mite having haunting expression with nice collocation in couplet form. I appreciate this poem. Enjoyed with photo provided. Thank u Akhtar sir.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful poem. When you look for an inspiration just look around.