Sun Of Monsoon Poem by lalitha iyer

Sun Of Monsoon



After years of penance
rains came;
pouring heavily
lashing right and left
washing all and every
leaving nothing untouched
just jumping from heavenly orifices
water drops of different types
round, big, lined, diffusive,
straight, soft, husky, rayed, blown out
like a whisper
slap, pat, galloping horse
tigering for prey
in many forms did rain came
dancing, singing, laughing, wetting our souls
we like children wildly romanced
in and out filled out
we cant resist the urge to kiss
the mounting passions, mad and crazy
rains-they penetrated into the being inside
and we were carried away to worlds unseen
some angelic delight, some demonic hiss
hugging with her cooling gaze
compressing my maturity with her cajoling gestures
rain was beautiful, terrific, toring apart
and inventing new I-s,
in my till then undiscovered self
I was like a ballet dancer
all of a sudden pushed to a whirlpool of feelings
in a vortex of uncontrollable passion
in an avalanche of destiny-fierce and fondly stroking
I was turned inside out
all that was inhibition's treasure
was auctioned free to public eye

but that was not my urge to write
it is today's sunshine that made me pen
like a lazy queen
waking up from her legendary slumber
monsoon gave an opportunity for earth to speak
she woke up, nature with her natural beauties
every leaf glistening with energetic lustre
every air, shaking every being of green with lusty ember
the whole nature purified by rains shone
sun light licking every audible groan
yes, rain wet leaves grieved till yester night
sun came and wiped off every tear in their tights
the song of wind is sweet
it whips up every unknown tweet
chirps bells every branched treats
every tiny leaf has some secret to party
the pond is mirroring her own beauty
upon her breast is imprinted her nature's bounty
cant you see the fishes swim
tortoise in pairs do the circles
crystal clear is waters-they swell
ya, in my heart they swell and swell
I dont know what to do with my ugly physic
everything is ethereal and angelic
priceless and precious hours dawned again
when sun intervenes monsoon session
the heart overwhelmed with impatient urges
but poor mind know not what to do
the whole being quivers
body vibrates to natures music
songs erupt from every being beaten quite
I am defeated, captured, captivated,
I surrender, my will melting, i am sinking
I want to die at this moment of life
when everything is so sweet and pure
when nature's virgin innocence seals my conscious sures.

Saturday, June 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 20 June 2015

I am defeated, captured, captivated, very good one, thanks.

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