People have been describing the beauty of these dazzling
drops from time immemorial. Though not a topic new, it remained always
attractive. So, I too have tried my thoughts here.
O! Dazzling drops, your colour silver,
As elixir on us you do shower.
Dance and glitter on our ground
And shine on all grasses around.
Glow and beam in the flush of sunlight
As sparkling stones, with a smile so sweet
Sing a gentle song when drizzling,
And cool chilly water, sprinkling.
Colours seven in spectrum bright,
Change the terrain lovingly smart.
Little men of nature brilliant,
Play with shades in moods silent.
We stun at your startling figures,
With the spell of splendid drops.
Form you abundant diamond
stones,
Like bright pieces of broken glasses.
Nature plays her pretty violin,
With your brilliant strings vibrant.
Fall the nonstop drops
enchanting
As charming wires in ways, slanting.
.
Children choose the sodden places
To sail their lovely
boats of paper,
Change you ever the vicinity soggy,
And you then bathe and make them pretty.
Resting umbrellas, sleeping coats
Leap of course, from boxes and bags.
And sometimes well, the plantain- leaves
Get their share from peasants’ hands.
Bears the sand a scent
appealing
To smell it, children bend
while passing.
O! You the lovely! Wind your feather
Fly you sure to far off mountains.
With her, none can play any foul,
As everything in front, she ruins in fury.
But extract the lovers, feelings romantic,
Seek you, they to heal the fuss, frantic.
So, rain, rain, away you don’t go,
Come, you cutie, other days also,
Let little Rose and Rahul play
And let them be very happy and gay.
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Loved these lines.... you have added grace to the already beautiful drops
ReplyDeleteThank you very much.Rain has always been afascinating subject for verses.
DeleteLovely composition!:)
ReplyDeleteThank you,Tarang.
ReplyDeleteRain is beautiful :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you,Amrit.
ReplyDeleteLovely..😍
ReplyDeleteThank you.
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