Rainfall Poem by KRISHNA SAMPATH KUMAR
Rainfall
Falling Down, pooling up,
Out of the sky, into my cup.
What is this wet that comes from above,
That some call disaster, and others find
love.
The harder it falls, the less it is nice,
The colder it falls the harder the ice.
The rain has an art that I may not get,
So I stand still here and get soaking
wet.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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4/26/2024 7:26:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.