Rajat

Rain,Rain...Come Again!

Clouds play the trick on the urban sky,

Cocooning the sun and carpeting the heavens.


Then begins the monsoon showers,

The thirsty brown dust gulps in vapour,

Yielding a sweet, cool aroma,

So deep in a potter’s art,

Almost forgotten in the city life,

Greeting and gushing   new feelings in me,

Its melody, high and low,

Drain out the city’s cacophony.


Game ends as the clouds melt down,

Unveiling the bathed sun’s gown!

 

Comments6

  • Emi

    Wow I love it! A very interesting poem - I love the images you create with it. :)

  • Rajat

    thank you!:)

  • Anna

    I love the way you wrote it! I can't really put my finger on it, but your poems somehow make very vivid images in my head (^_^)

  • karen

    No complaints from me. It's written with thought and understanding. So it turned out to be AWESOME!

  • Rajat

    thank you so much both of you! please review some more poems!

  • rf32

    love its imagery!



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