Tuesday, July 29, 2014

மழைமேகம் / Rain-clouds

Purple Sunset
A purple cloudy sunset by Jeevan

கருமேகம் கண்டு குடை எடுக்க
பரந்த வானில் விரிக்க வழியின்றி,
படபடவென பன்னீர் தெளித்தவாறு
பறந்து போகுது மழைமேகம்.

வெறும் கானல் நீராய்
கண்முன்  காற்றில் கரைந்து போகுது,
மாலை தினமும் மங்கலாய்
வெறும் வறண்ட வானிலையே மீதம் .

At the sight of gray clouds, took the umbrella
on the stretched sky, there’s no way to spread
while it pitter-pattered like rose water spattered
the rain-clouds flew away.

Just like the mirage, clouds
melts away in air in front of the eyes
the daily eventide is dull
while the climate remains just dry. 


P.S. "Rose water spattering" is a kind of gesture to welcome guest at any South Indian festivals.

12 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

beautiful photo! and beautiful poem filled with hope and a touch of disappointment.

Optimistic Existentialist said...

Isn't it amazing how clouds are ever-changing? How a storm can disappear just as quickly as it arrived?

Karyn Bryson said...

What a lovely visual...pitter pattered like rose water

Simran said...

Mesmerizing... :)

Rajesh said...

Lovey poem and beautiful shot.

Destination Infinity said...

This poem reflects hope & despair very well. The symbolism with rain and dry climate is excellent.

Destination Infinity

cyclopseven said...

Nice poem. இனிய பிறந்தநாள் நல் வாழ்த்துக்கள். God Bless you my friend.

George said...

This is a beautiful poem to go along with your marvelous photo.

Pattu Raj said...

Very good one. The verse and the snapshot.

ladyfi said...

Wow - what a gorgeous sky!

Chandra said...

Hello Jeevan,
Nice photo of the clouds.
BTW - Mazhai May Not Come is the antonym for Mazahi Megham; for those amongst us, who may remember kadi jokes.

Peace :)

PS. Having trouble leaving a comment using Chrome

Locomente said...

Very beautiful.
Both the poem and the image!