Looking at the Rain
By infohome
@infohome (1219)
India
March 22, 2007 7:54am CST
Gentle thoughts on gentle rain,
Droplets fill the window pane
Each drop lamenting sweet refrains
Of dreams that have remained
Patterns dance upon the glass,
Stirring thoughts of now and past,
Of love and life’s enduring times,
All the thoughts entwine
Patterns change, a sweeping rain,
Bring memories yet explained,
Cleansing all the doubts and fears,
The rhythm is all you’ll hear
Droplets smeared across the pane,
Faded patterns to none remain
Clouds part, the sun appears,
Thoughts and dreams still linger here.
2 responses
@scarislegend (92)
• United States
22 Mar 07
Wow that just made me smile.
It gave me chills. I like it.
Did you write it?
@sweta_mohapatra (11)
• India
22 Mar 07
wow tht a wonderful poem....yes absolutely the tiny droplets of water bring a grt fellin tht smell of mud frm the first shower....greenery all around...wow its woderfull though rain brings a discomfort also like inconvinince of transportation...its all wet around...dirty....but still has its own charm...
@aliasad (1567)
• Pakistan
22 Mar 07
Well, its the beauty of nature and a person having good aesthetic sense has its own perceptions towards nature and towrds life. I think if the same has been yours, so beautiful your perception is, and even if picked from somewhere no problem, a nice selection. Feel good having the nature so close, isn't it? Good to share your nice observations.
