(picture credit google)
Hazy mantel of inky clouds,
Prance on the afternoon sky.
Meandering winds leisurely collide,
To show mercy to Earth - so dry.
Dusty leaves expectantly wait,
To breathe fresh green and drink deep sea.
And azure heavens burdened at once
Smile, oblige, and set all free.
Crippling the pond-waiting to be filled;
Kissing the old palm tree leaves;
Lashing, windy droplets of bliss,
Cast a spell of playful glee.
Children splash virgin puddles in fun;
Roaming and drenching in alienated lanes,
Rejoicing, as waters calmly embellish the day,
I kiss the canvas of this first rain.
-VAISAKHI MISHRA
(picture credit myself..:))
So beautiful.............loved it, and your blog to Vaishakhi, just like your beautiful name.
ReplyDeleteWOW....superb poem Vaisakhi.The right words assembled in the right way makes a good poem great and you achieve it everytime. :D
ReplyDeleteWhen The Heart Speaks
Your poem is so fresh and pretty that it takes my breath away. Lovely penmanship...
ReplyDeleteYour poem is meaningful here where we are living through a drought. wonderful imagery and I really like your image.
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@mohinee, abhishek, sulekha and jim-thanku so much...:)
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ReplyDeletesame verses you were writing the other day?? naice...
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has the feel of the first rain......freshness...
Regards,
The Silhouette...
it was so fresh like a first rain drop falls on earth and gives an omg feeling in the form of smell of earth, lil cold wind which flows n makes us more happy the same does ur poem.
ReplyDelete@eon-yup the same verses...glad u liked it...n gave it one of ur elongated nice...:)
ReplyDelete@some unspoken words-thanx glad u felt the magic of the first rain through my words...:)
ReplyDeleteawesome! so beautifully done!
ReplyDeletethank you!
@hope-thanx...:)
ReplyDeletethe rains..the rains..
ReplyDeletethe poem was refreshing like the first rains.
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Nice..
@sorcerer-thanku....n thanx 4 visitin....:)
ReplyDeleteu've beautifully described the monsoons in ur poem.....really nyc!!!!!!!
ReplyDelete@apu-thanx...:)
ReplyDeleteIt is a beautiful poem...captured the rains beautifully :)
ReplyDeleteTake Care.
@fatima-thanku so much....:)
ReplyDeleteHmmm.. First rain, brings so many things to ma mind.. the smell of wet earth, feeling those drops on my face, rain songs, chai and pakode.. lovely post!
ReplyDeleteThis line- 'To breathe fresh green and drink deep sea..' Beautiful.
@mansha-thanx...true...the smell of wet earth cant be comprd to nethin else...simply amazin...n garam garam pakode...mmm mouth watering...:)
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