memories of rain...... (Blogmarathon post no. 22)
Green water along green moss,
dipped into a rippling rivulet.....
lashing rain , darkened trees,
adorned dewy drops on
wet grass
peeping mushrooms shaded a yellow flower,
croaking frog jolted the drenched crow,
chiming bell of a lonely cow.....
brought music to falling shower....
darkened day and falling rain,
some memories..unforgotten,,,,
smiles of yore... draped in layers of muslin
stirs up a sweet , lingering pain…….
Rain. Doesn't it always invoke Nostalgia.
ReplyDeleteAnd from your poem this is a Kerala rain, am i right?
Rain in every place is different i have felt and the best are the ones I have drenched in Kerala.
You got it absolutely right! yes it is Kerala rain and I love it... well Delhi rain.. by the time you realise it is raining it's already gone!!!
DeleteNow I just wish I could be in Kerala when it rains. Beautiful remains the word ss. What a fitting place for me to end the last of your marathon posts that I hadn't read. Enjoyed all of it, and as I said if you constantly write, your flow improves and I feel a new energy. Keep it going ss. Thanks for the fun trip:-)
ReplyDeleteoh and every time I click to read a post, that refreshing picture of a lantern is a pleasure. good choice!
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