All sounds ‘round me begin to fade away
As I’m transported into a new world of grey..
I look out and see sloping roofs, in shades of red,
The trees clustered together, a canopy of green bed…
The gentle breeze gets enjoyably sharper…
The clouds pregnant with liquid gold,
Ready to rupture and shower – to put life on hold..
Now gets so shy and hides deep inside a cloud!
The world now is so pretty and sweet…
Oh! How I’d love to live forever in this retreat…
Arising from the ground are the tantalizing scents…
The shower gets stronger, the winds more powerful..
blowing the droplets on to my face, awakening emotions so beautiful.......
Asking me to slow down and live life carefree…
In this depth of silence I can hear the beautiful song…
The song emanating from me, buried and hidden so long!
As it fills me with radiant bliss and slowly erases all pain..
SLOWLY……
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12 comments:
amazin amazin poem man!!..u've beautifully captured d magic of rain..jus no wrds for this masterpiece..n kewl pic too..
u can write poems too? What can u NOT do???
wow...3 exams day after tomorrow and you seem to be one very stressed out person !
The yellow ball of fire usually so bossy and loud.
Nice way to describe the sun...esp after living in Chennai and getting the full wrath of it...
kewl poem preetha!
nice!! really!! awesome one..
nice!! really!! awesome one..
hey nice one there.. I liked this particular line
"The yellow ball of fire usually so bossy and loud"
u have mentioned about a song.. it would be a nice idea to write the first few lines of that song... Just a suggestion :)
Keep writing.. And as u mentioned.. it's just the right mood that brings the poet inside a person.. Bring it on.!!
Thats really a wonderful poem ... Enjoyed it a lot ... Expecting a few more poems from you !!
Charu
"the clouds pregnant with liquid gold"
amazing line and unique imagination. get a patent for it!
very good one... that too during exams.. cant think of puting myself to write poems
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