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Rain verses

It's monsoon here in India, and there's a whole variety of rain- drizzling, pattering, ramming, sprinkling, pouring, playing the fool, ... 
Here's some impromptu verse influenced by that glorious falling of water from the heavens: 
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Curtains of rain
glide over
wandering thoughts
hemming them in
then cauterizing
~
The drip of rain
falling steadily
on my nerves
~
Blue sky peeping upon
A rainwashed verdant world
And the same old me.
~
When raindrops become spears
and slam into the ground
Is it old enmity
or several lifetimes of loving
Does even the rain know?
~
Frenzied torrents
bombard rock
and petal
~
Rain soaked Babhul 
sheds a million glittering diamonds
Naughty breeze

~

* Babhul is a tree with tiny tertiary leaves

5 comments:

  1. I love the rains! Some great images! But I can see a whole poem structure actually- starting with softer thoughts and than harsher thoughts to a more calm, like the rain! Am I only seeing it? Was this intentional?

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    1. Thanks Ashwini! These verses were penned over a few days and then compiled into one set or whatever you wish to call it. So the sequencing is deliberate :)
      cheers,

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    1. thanks for stopping by, and glad you liked it :)

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  3. wow...these lines touched my heart
    When raindrops become spears
    and slam into the ground
    Is it old enmity
    or several lifetimes of loving
    Does even the rain know?

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