Summer's Rain Poem by Bharati Nayak

Summer's Rain

Rating: 4.3


The image of a dry land
The image of a dry face
Come alive
With every Summer
The string of Summer
Is always attached
With rain
As rain can only
Wipe away
The dryness and
Release the tears of pain
That lie under
Forced smiles of layers
The Summer
Can bring alive
The cuckoo's song
Heard in spring
In the chequered path
Of white and black
The dream of rainbow
Not always realized.

Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings,rain,summer
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Abdulrazak Aralimatti 29 July 2015

Truly, summer's rain is more joyful than the monsoon

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Bharati Nayak 29 July 2015

Thank you very much for your kind comments.Happy to know that you enjoyed reading it.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 31 July 2015

'As rain can only Wipe away The dryness and Release the tears of pain ..... yes, it is. Amusing depiction. A captivating poem I like most. Thanks for sharing such a gem. ....10

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Bharati Nayak 31 July 2015

Thank you for reading my poems and giving valuable comments.

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Edward Kofi Louis 10 February 2019

Rain! ! ! ! A dry land needs water. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Dr Antony Theodore 07 December 2017

As rain can only Wipe away The dryness and Release the tears of pain That lie under Forced smiles of layers very fine comparisons dear Bharati, all those who have suffered a lot will understand the meaning of your poem.. thank you. very much. tony

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Jette Blackstone 06 December 2017

This is such a beautiful poem. I always think of winter and snow in these terms, but you've shown me a new lens with rain in summer. Your images and word choices are rich with promise of rainbows. Wonderful. Pam (Jette) ...still working on your write up... ;)

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Bri Edwards 11 July 2017

i'm not sure what you are saying here: As rain can only Wipe away The dryness and Release the tears of pain.............and i wonder if you want As rain can only.... or As only rain can... .....................................................to me there is a difference. :) smiles of layers........again, i don't understand. if it were layers of smiles i MIGHT understand. i'm 'not good' at interpreting symbolism, assuming that is what some of the poem is: symbolism. in the U.S. summer follows spring, so i don't know why you talk of the bird's song coming alive in summer and then speak of it being heard in spring. am i 'missing something'? ? i think so. :) :) i don't know the cuckoo's singing schedule here. i've only recognized cuckoos twice in my whole lifetime of 'watching birds'. i must not visit the 'right' places. bri :) bri :)

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Matthew Holloway 12 September 2016

A beautiful write a pleasure to read

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Bharati Nayak 12 September 2016

Many thanks for reading and commenting on my poems.It is my great delight to know that you enjoyed my poems and rated quite few of them.I surely look forward to more of your visits to my poems.

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