It's Rainning.. Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

It's Rainning..

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The joyous music from the open air,
may Reach the inaudible ears, when the leaves,
Rub with one another, shaking their mighty,
Branches left to right, the trees dance,
In the uniform patterns from here to there,
The honey from the cloud dispenser,
Drip and pour on every sharp and sturdy corner,
Those who can fly try to hide in slumber,
The fascinating imagination sprouts the feathers,
When I am shocked in disbelief,
Someone winks through the windows,
Showing the sparkling white denture,
I mistake it for the torch light to show me the path,
Winking never stopped for a while,
Even the shouting of my name is heard,
The thunderous applause vainly quiet,
The winking now reenacts in my brain,
The trees stand straight, look clear and clean.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chandra Thiagarajan 07 May 2013

A beautiful poem on rain which is absorbing!

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Aftab Alam Khursheed 04 May 2013

cloud, rain, air, honey and for them the window, after that treestand straight(PRIDE) clear and clean (Innocently they stood after the trial and enjoyment....thank you

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Hans Vr 03 May 2013

Special poem, well written

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