Hope binds the present together...

adventuressmalik

Another rainy day brings,
another rainy thought.
Rain descends from clouds,
a blessing for the distraught.

 

The cracking Earth says,
thanks to the thundercloud.
Even if there is no rain, 
and there is just a roar aloud.

 

I thank you for your presence 
in my life in many ways.
Even if you don't manifest,
you would inspire me always.

 

As the first raindrops descend
creating a rare fragrance,
you come alive in my mind,
creating a perception of elegance. 

 

And as tall blades of green grass,
and plants sway in happiness,
I think of your black hair blowing,
as dark clouds in the wilderness.

 

As the chatter of falling rain 
sings a rare sacred hymn.
I get lost in your thoughts
and find my natural rhythm.

 

Falling in love is by chance,
and in a way, it is ordained.
Sweet, elevating and spontaneous, 
wish such feelings can be sustained.

 

I apologise for overspilling,
my emotions beyond the mandate.
I wish you could appreciate them,
then we could share the same fate.

 

Hope binds the present together
and it keeps our minds bright.
Can we explore this chance in life 
together with some foresight?

  • Author: Max (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2022 00:12
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 16
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  • Saxon Crow

    A well-written poem Max that was enjoyable to read.

  • L. B. Mek

    (Hope, eternal
    between pulses, synced
    by attraction's and intimacy's
    sincerity
    of serendepitously, fated
    rewards
    for believing, yearning and bravely
    leaping
    with Hope
    for that magic connection
    most people, find hard
    to dream of...)
    a wonderful dedication, with some striking imagery
    a fantastic read! dear Poet

  • adventuressmalik

    Thank you for the greatest tribute to a deeper expression. You made it worthy of attention that I have to read it again...... to see your words come alive.

  • Aradhya

    a beautifully and artistically written poem. loved the lines,
    ' Another rainy day brings,
    another rainy thought.
    Rain descends from clouds,
    a blessing for the distraught.'
    truly a pleasure to read. great job!



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