but where the rain to shower...?
without wetting earth somehow
wind to pull here... but where u were?
Birds twitter to fly branch to branch
for me smile bearing seeing it,
pieces of drops some times, to touch and go views
the hopeful weather of low-pressure.
Shining silvery cloud, eyes desire for rain
in opened sky, to remind burden as the kite to fall
in firing time, drizzle to come and blow
even season changes, to outstand the season rain.
Original verse (below)
Original verse is always the best Jeevan. Wonderful poem about seasons.
ReplyDeletenice ... artistic ... i feel it :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat lovely words...
ReplyDeleteBest wishes, my dear friend.
Annie
loved it as usual ... hope could read the original verses :)
ReplyDeleteAlok
Priya – Thank you, have a wonderful weekend.
ReplyDeleteAzer – Thank you :)
Annie wicking – Wish you the same dear :) thanks.
Alok – glad if you could do buddy, thank you :)
Tamil poem is very beutiful Jeevan
ReplyDeleteCheers
-Shiva
Thank you Jeevan for these two werses of your great poem.
ReplyDeleteOriginal verse looks very nice, I think that writing in your language is very difficult?