M. Asim Nehal Rain Poems

As the rain gently falls, a woman's spirit resounds,
both are heaven-sent gifts, with virtues that astound,
women and rain possess countless graces,
both leave us amazed, and our hearts in their embraces.
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In the stillness of the morning's dew,
a song of love begins to brew,
the birds chirp along with our tune,
a symphony that plays till noon.
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Yes, it was raining
When I first met you
I saw umpteen desires
Dancing in your eyes
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Again the rain is back after a year or so,
Buzzing of the clouds jolts one and all.
Clouds are having no mercy.
Drops of water are dazzling on the leaves.
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The little bird whose nest
is hanging on the lovely cool branches
of the banyan tree with many roots
is floating like the clouds and
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life of autumn night
not differ from rainy nights
leaf replaces drops
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The sky is bright
the sun is warm
a time of joy
a time of form
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