Rain
Rain, Rain and Rain,
on grounds and mountain,
on ordinary and main,
ubiquitous and ample,
like that God of temple,
mosque and cathedral.
Oh! I love this returning monsoon,
feeling relief from scorching sun.
Rain, Rain and Rain,
on grounds and mountain,
on ordinary and main,
ubiquitous and ample,
like that God of temple,
mosque and cathedral.
Oh! I love this returning monsoon,
feeling relief from scorching sun.
cute piece.
Thanks for sharing….
This could be a metaphor for releasing pain … rain hides the tears from such a thing. Simple, but has great potentials.
Oh, how delightfully delicious. Makes me wish I could experience a monsoon. Well done.
I’m here for Jingle’s Thursday Poets Rally. Hope you enjoy your visits and visitors.
Poem on … Very fine work indeed.
i agree with ljm on this one, i could easily think of metaphors here. but even if there were none, the poem is still very nice
great piece thanks for sharing!