Friday, March 24, 2006
Rain
perfect drops of cloud, of heaven,
dancing on my forehead
running down my arms and
off my finger tips in a joyous stream
water is a fresh embrace to remind me I' m not alone
I remember that day with you, on the field,
and the water running on our skin
droplets warm on my face like your love
tasting sweet
my heart raises at the smell of rain
the smell of soft dirt under summer showers
smoky storms of Monsoon
refreshing downpours to clear the air of spring
my upturned face like an open lotus
ready for the day
(c)2006 Nileenam, All rights reserved
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4 comments:
rain is a wonderful experience
its a very good narration with full of emotions. You can very well achieve more heights by sticking on this. I am delighted by your sweeeeet poem
u incited me with ur poetry;ok keep it up;i wnnt to hear more from u
Hapy to hear that all of you enjoyed my poem. Thanx to all
Sindhu
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