Rains


Isn’t it a lovely day,

Black clouds hovering over your head,

Raring to pour down rain,

Saying run… run…or you’ll get wet.

Isn’t it a lovely day,

When mist is all over the place,

And a missy offering you a place in her heart,

And the umbrella…

Through which you two enjoy the rain ,

Laughing, smiling you both make the way,

Through the thundery, windy, noisy rain.

Isn’t it a lovely day,

When the sun peeps from within the clouds,

And the rainbow spraying color in the air,

The birds singing the song of rain,

And the trees coying in the wind,

From the lovers beneath it;

Both giving each other an amorous glance,

Waiting for the rain to pause…

Till then enjoying their serene stay,

Both thinking….

Hope the rain never ends,

But as the dark clouds run away,

Both of them go their own way,

Wow!! What a lovely day,

Hope, God brings rain every other day.

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Comments

nicely written with a good end.kudos.

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Oh my goodness! What a lovely poem. For a moment, I was confused thinking whether I am reading a poem or viewing a film!! Well done….

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Indeed a very beautiful poem…. Liked it very much.

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