Rain

Sourav on Oct 20, 2009

Tags: nature, Poetry, Rain, thunderstorm

Poetry by Sourav RC.

Clouds were getting ready to shower this earth

I was waiting for the moment walking through the path

A spirit so dried out, kept its tired hope on the sky

Praying for a thunderstorm to end this spell of dry.

Then came the rain like a bunch of playful children

Lovingly embracing the mother earth with the strain

Wind was roaring and powering through the trees

Like a group of revolutionists, who got free without cease –

As I was enjoying this savage love, every drop of water

I surrendered myself to nature’s most gripping disaster.

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Darla Cooke on Oct 20, 2009
Lovely poem!
ken bultman on Oct 20, 2009
Great imagery. Sometimes when it rains it pours.
Zunairah on Oct 20, 2009
Nice rhythmic work Sourav!
ashan1614 on Oct 20, 2009
Can almost see the rain jumping around on you, as children do. Nice work!
LOVELYHONEY on Oct 20, 2009
i have but to agree

with Zunairah

hope

why ?

that you can c

The rains i love like hell

That why u alone tell
LOVELYHONEY on Oct 20, 2009
you alone can tell

please reread
diamondpoet on Oct 20, 2009
Bravo that was lovely, I really enjoyed it.
Tanya Wallace on Oct 20, 2009
Wonderful work!Very creative and your choice of words and imagery was terrific!
Petalm on Oct 20, 2009
Great images.
Frances Lawrence on Oct 20, 2009
Very nicely written, nice poem.
livemike on Oct 20, 2009
Great poem.I can feel that scene…
Papa Sparks on Oct 20, 2009
Liked this one a lot.
LoveDoctorGoodBye on Oct 20, 2009
Then came the rain like a bunch of playful children. Excellent imagery. lovely poem
Aleena on Oct 20, 2009
This was really interesting to read, thanks for sharing!
chitragopi on Oct 20, 2009
Lovely poem. Who doesn’t like rain?
William H. Sloan on Oct 20, 2009
Nice poem!
Joie Schmidt on Oct 20, 2009
Strong work*

Blessings.

Sincerely,

-Liane Schmidt
RayFree on Oct 20, 2009
I like how you used rain as a symbol of love. Because when your in that season of waiting for love it does feel dry but thats why we have Jesus he is the big pack of water bottles you get from walmart until the rain comes
monica55 on Oct 21, 2009
Well done. I could feel the power of that forceful rain.
Monica.
Mythili Kannan on Oct 21, 2009
Beautiful poem
giftarist on Oct 21, 2009
Really great..
cutedrishti8 on Oct 21, 2009
A great piece of work
athena goodlight on Oct 21, 2009
Your poem brought back childhood memories — playing in the rain. Nice work!
Jenny Heart on Oct 21, 2009
Great one indeed!
Christine Ramsay on Oct 21, 2009
That was so beautifully expressed. Lovely work.

Christine
alc on Oct 21, 2009
Great direction! Great write!
CHAN LEE PENG on Oct 21, 2009
Great poem. Rain refreshes the freshness of the nature. Thanks.
Atanacio on Oct 21, 2009
I like this rain, and enjoy this style of writing Kudos!!!
Emma Green on Oct 21, 2009
This one has a great use of imagery, good work
LOVELYHONEY on Oct 21, 2009
I THINK the whole world reads you

just lovely

no i’m not jealous

simply proud of you

some day perhaps some of them will also read me

good works get appreciated

persons like me only are bulky disposers thats it no>?
T.Rex McGoogle on Oct 23, 2009
I enjoyed the poem. A nice job!
Goodselfme on Oct 23, 2009
Powerful poem with great imagery and so well composed in completeness.
AshleyApathy on Aug 6, 2010
Rain is my favorite weather This was very visual. I liked it.

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