The clouds were
In a conference
All standing together
Thick in debate
Whether to send her
The queen of sky
To earth or not
Sentinel clouds
Big and black
Were all in waiting
Ready to accompany
The queen of sky
The wind swept
The dusty roads
To receive in grace
The queen of sky
Blessed rain!
Out come of the debate
We do not know?
Who vetoed
Against the dry
And parched land.
They all blew away
And with them the Rain!
lovely a fairy tale...the breeze before rain sweeping roads to welcome the queen..well written
I am glad you are feeling the splashes of rain. Rains have magical power for uplifting our romantic spirits.
hahahaha brilliant! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! But we have a queen here with raining words regards sandhya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
peak of imagination.......................