Sunday, June 12, 2011

Oh Rain!








Whiskers of wind
Turned chilly from scorching
And trees started to dance
With their whispery tune

Vigorous sunrays
Became soft
Making the whole aura
Fresh like dew

Heaps of dark cloud
Veiled the sun
Suppressing its intensity
Creating a different hue

Oh Rain! you’re coming
 Shower your blessings
And reprieve us from the
Torture of summer.




Written for: Short Story Slam
                        Magpie Tales 
Shared@ Alphabe-Thusday (Letter R)




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42 Comments:

mindlovemisery said...

Nothing more refreshing the summer showers cooling everything off. Very refreshing poem =)

Altonian said...

Nice one Tarang - lovely feeling of anticipation about it.

Creativity!! said...

Most Beautiful Fantastic Write Up Dear :) :)

Tarang Sinha said...

I truly thank you all for such nice comments. I'm glad you all liked it!

Charles L. Mashburn said...

Very nice. Where I live, we look forward to rain, even though it often brings damage along with it. It's good to see a positive take on it.

pure2core said...

coooll!!!....had such a wonderful feeling of rains while reading this...superb write....

Jingle said...

beautiful view on rain,
Glad to see you in.

keep writing.

Bryce Daniels said...

Whiskers of wind...

Love the alliteration, draws me into the work.

VERY nice poem!!

Tarang Sinha said...

Thanks a lot Charles, Pure2core, Jingle & Bryce! I'm glad you liked it.

Bethe77 said...

Very beautiful! I will galdly send you our rain from the PNW.
Thank you for stopping by
Blessings

Serena Shay said...

Beautifully soft thoughts on a rainy, stormy day. I like it. :)

Bluebell Books said...

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love your entry.

JJ Roa Rodriguez said...

love the last four lines...

JJRod'z

kaykuala said...

Tarang,
Anticipation of rain is a pastime for some but survival for many others. Beautifully rendered!

Hank

Morning said...

lovely rain piece.

christopher said...

I lived with monsoon when I was a young man. Sometimes the rain filled heavy cloud seemed tightly defined and only yards above my head. Such looming deluge took on a dark aspect unique to monsoon clouds. So many people hate the rain in my country. I loved it there in Bangladesh and I love it here. Oregon's Willamette Valley would be temperate rain forest if men left it alone.

Of course in Bangladesh 40% of the land is seasonally under water because of the monsoon. That is lamentable and contributes a great deal to its position as one of the most crowded countries on earth.

Tess Kincaid said...

I adore "whiskers of wind"...

Jo Bryant said...

i can sense the longing for rain in it

Fireblossom said...

Amen to that. Summer was a bit much this year!

Reflections said...

Always a wonder when showers wash away the dust, pouring new energies onto a scorched world.

Kay L. Davies said...

Beautifully done. I can feel the changes as I read your words.

Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous Travel

Arian Tejano said...

"Heaps of dark cloud
Veiled the sun"

Love this, and the fancy of this piece.

HyperCRYPTICal said...

Lovely stuff - love the 'whiskers.'

Anna :o]

Isabel Doyle said...

Inspiring weather for poems!

Tarang Sinha said...

I truly thank you all for your nice comments. Glad you all liked it!:)

Brian Miller said...

it is nice to be refreshed after such heat for sure....i like the cooler weather of fall personally...

Susie Clevenger said...

Lovely imagery of the oncoming rain...I especially love the end of it...and reprieve us from the torture of summer..

Kristen Haskell said...

Sometimes rain does feel like a blessing. Beautiful piece.

Reka Sang said...

Beautiful description and imagery.

Tarang Sinha said...

@ Brian: Yes it is. Thanks:)

@ Susie: Thank you so much!:)

@ Kristen: Thanks. Glad you liked it:)

@ Rekha: Thank you!:)

Nicholas V. said...

The image certainly makes us think that she is enjoying the rain, is it not?
Good Magpie!

jfb57 said...

With our lack of rain, this lovely poem holds sentiments that we agree with here in the UK!

R1 said...

lovely poem...

-r1-

VBR said...

The sound of rain hitting the roof, and window panes, nothing is more delightful than being snug in bed listening to the storm outside!

Pblacksaw said...

I would love the rain except for a tiny leak in the roof..
great photo of the coming storm.. I came here through Alphabe Thursday and would love to have you visit me too.. have a great day..
Patsy

anitamombanita said...

Lovely. I love the rain.

Cheryl D. said...

Nice poem!

bluegrassnotes said...

That's lovely.

Ames said...

Rain is definitely a blessing!~Ames

Jenny said...

I love a nice, cool Rain on a hot summer day...

This was a Remarkably well-written poem...

I felt like I was experiencing the Rain-shower first-hand...

Great post for the letter "R"!

Thanks for linking.

A+

Tarang Sinha said...

@ Nicholas: Thanks!:)

@ jfb57: Thanks!:)

@ R1: Thanks!:)

@ VBR: :) You're right! Thanks:)

@ Pblackshaw: Thank you!:)

Tarang Sinha said...

@ Anitamombanita: Thank you!:)

@ Cheryl: Thanks!:)

@ bluegrassnotes: Thanks!:)

@ Ames: Yes it is. Thanks!:)

@ Jenny: Thank you so much! I'm so glad you liked it:)

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