Rain Washed Poem by lalitha iyer

Like a virgin bride
after a lovely night
earth awoke
to rainy delights.

How beautiful
are the touches of life!
rain wet nights
the music all night
it drums into your soul
the vibrant music
of the wild breeze
the hissing leaves
the howling wind
the passion,
the intoxicant urge
it blows out the candle of imagination
the titanic battles of nature
they vanquish your dreamy fairy tales
your wildest imaginations cant sketch
or paint or fabricate
the beauty personified by nature's lust

Rain washed
a lovely mother she is our earth
born are millions of babies
her womb every fertile
yet she is charming and seductive
Rains are more than what eyes view
some demonic angelic heart
hugs to every rainy drop
watching rain in its fullest pour
makes you feel life-past and future explored
I melt into nothing washed by rain
in and out I just drift along with the downpours
emotions flood out, images dance, childhood jumps out
youth makes impish appearances
my greying old age wiped by torrents of triggered fences.