This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 55; the fifty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Rashmi Kumar, the author of Hooked, Lined and Single and Jyoti Arora, the author of Lemon Girl. .
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| Monsoon by Yann (Wikimedia Commons) |
The summer rain showers
the joy of spring
stimulates the lost sense
of earthen scent.
the joy of spring
stimulates the lost sense
of earthen scent.
The heaven comes down
in form of rain
transforms the landscape
into pretty green and clean.
in form of rain
transforms the landscape
into pretty green and clean.
The ambiance becomes cool
being soaked in rain
a pleasure for certain
perhaps quite trouble others.
being soaked in rain
a pleasure for certain
perhaps quite trouble others.
The rain rejuvenates
while watched through the backyard
recollects the memories of childhood
in the pitter-patter background.
while watched through the backyard
recollects the memories of childhood
in the pitter-patter background.
The raindrops splash
refreshment when summer squashes
a transformation in wetness
that quite falls outside the structure. refreshment when summer squashes
a transformation in wetness
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lovely image and i could almost hear and smell it. :)
ReplyDeleteIt must be the rainy season there!
ReplyDeleteThe rain looks heavy and it is a dark looking photo because it is overcast. I don't know if you have monsoon where you live but I guess it must be that time of year for you. I really like the photo and the writing too.
ReplyDeleteHi Jeevan,
ReplyDeleteSorry I have missed a few of your posts.
Summer rain in the tropics - how fun!
The poem is very nice.
Have a Wonderful Day!
Peace :)
Beautiful poem, that makes lot of sense..
ReplyDeleteIt has been raining heavily over here too and your poem blends well to my rain too.
ReplyDeleteIt was a pleasure to read your poem just after getting mildly drenched in lovely rain yesterday night! :) And what a beautiful pic you've got there :)
ReplyDeleteDestination Infinity
Nice poem on rain.
ReplyDeleteVery soon we will have them here.
Miga Arumaiyana Padaipu. Ungal per pola ungal eluthilum Jeevan ullathu. 2005il irunthu eluthum ungaluku en pannivana vanakkangal!
ReplyDeleteWelcome to Blog-a-Ton!
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Hi Jeevan,
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Your writing style is very different. I like the way your poem begins with the onset of Monsoon and it ends on..getting everyone drenched.
Beautiful poem.
Regards,
Megha.
nicely creating picture of the monsoon , a wonderful poem
ReplyDeleteMy Blogaton55 entry The Monsoon Pain
with that image it blends so well
ReplyDeleteNice poem..True rain rejuvenates! Natural and free.
ReplyDeleteFrom sprinkle to showers, its beautiful, more fun is when it come down in sheets! isn't it?
Check out my post - The garlic soup
''The heaven comes down in form of rain''
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image and the poetry :)
Very beautiful poem, Jeevan!
ReplyDeleteVidhya
Ah yes - blissful rain!
ReplyDeletei just love rains!! nice poem, conveys a good description :)
ReplyDeleteI love summer rains...
ReplyDeleteThey are indeed miracles... A ray of hope..
Thanks for sharing :)