Tuesday, June 7, 2011

DROPS OF BLISS


                                                               (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..:))

19 comments:

  1. So beautiful.............loved it, and your blog to Vaishakhi, just like your beautiful name.

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  2. WOW....superb poem Vaisakhi.The right words assembled in the right way makes a good poem great and you achieve it everytime. :D

    When The Heart Speaks

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  3. Your poem is so fresh and pretty that it takes my breath away. Lovely penmanship...

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  4. Your poem is meaningful here where we are living through a drought. wonderful imagery and I really like your image.


    http://jpweddingphotograpy.blogspot.com/2011/06/anatomy-of-candid-photograph.html

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  5. @mohinee, abhishek, sulekha and jim-thanku so much...:)

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  6. Hey, Hi

    same verses you were writing the other day?? naice...
    :)

    has the feel of the first rain......freshness...


    Regards,
    The Silhouette...

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  7. 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.

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  8. @eon-yup the same verses...glad u liked it...n gave it one of ur elongated nice...:)

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  9. @some unspoken words-thanx glad u felt the magic of the first rain through my words...:)

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  10. awesome! so beautifully done!
    thank you!

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  11. the rains..the rains..
    the poem was refreshing like the first rains.
    :)
    Nice..

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  12. @sorcerer-thanku....n thanx 4 visitin....:)

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  13. u've beautifully described the monsoons in ur poem.....really nyc!!!!!!!

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  14. It is a beautiful poem...captured the rains beautifully :)

    Take Care.

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  15. Hmmm.. 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!

    This line- 'To breathe fresh green and drink deep sea..' Beautiful.

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  16. @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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