Today I felt something
something so beautiful,
something so angelic
something so divine
something so cosmic
like it came right from the shrine
Today i felt the drops,
yes,they were the raindrops,
no matter how they are welcomed
welcomed with thunders,
they still continue to be tiny
pretty,little drops
As i heard the lightning,
i rushed outside,
and just how beautifully,
a few accumulated drops
fell from the roof.
that tipper - tapper ,
no jagger
slowly fell on the railing.
I just noticed their
speed,
how slow yet so fast
I almost hallucinated
I could see them as a distorted man,sick of troubles of life
falling from the rooftop
and just when he collides with the railings.
he gushes down,so down
that he eventually
bids adieu , the final adieu .
Even before I could soak it in,
i was thinking that drop,the tiny
drop beared my weight
and it fell and then mixed
with the almost flood water.
Rainwater,pure,angelic.
Now dangerous and muddy and impure.
The drop didn't have any idea,where its taking itself
still it dropped down,and when it fell,
the others decided to lose themselves too.
then the other.
and then the next.
My mind went a million miles away
but what it felt on my palm.
that purity & coolness,I felt cold.
suddenly,they fell with
such a rush,
and touched me,
it got disturbed
into a hundred other
small droplets,some fell on my face
blurring my glasses ...
and wetting my
face and hand,
the cool drops now made me warm.
so warm that the chill
could no longer be felt.
I could relax.
I have always hater rains,
like they were always a pain,
i don't know why?
but today felt like something else.
but eventually after,giving me a moment of surprise and joy.
it finally decided to die.
how sad?
how negative?
how negative could my
interpretations get??
i ponder why?
................................
........................
...............
.......
...
Still WONDERING.
oh dear, sigh !!
Oct 26, 2013
Oct 26, 2013 at 9:38 AM UTC
Today I felt something
something so beautiful,
something so angelic
something so divine
something so cosmic
like it came right from the shrine
Today i felt the drops,
yes,they were the raindrops,
no matter how they are welcomed
welcomed with thunders,
they still continue to be tiny
pretty,little drops
As i heard the lightning,
i rushed outside,
and just how beautifully,
a few accumulated drops
fell from the roof.
that tipper - tapper ,
no jagger
slowly fell on the railing.
I just noticed their
speed,
how slow yet so fast
I almost hallucinated
I could see them as a distorted man,sick of troubles of life
falling from the rooftop
and just when he collides with the railings.
he gushes down,so down
that he eventually
bids adieu , the final adieu .
Even before I could soak it in,
i was thinking that drop,the tiny
drop beared my weight
and it fell and then mixed
with the almost flood water.
Rainwater,pure,angelic.
Now dangerous and muddy and impure.
The drop didn't have any idea,where its taking itself
still it dropped down,and when it fell,
the others decided to lose themselves too.
then the other.
and then the next.
My mind went a million miles away
but what it felt on my palm.
that purity & coolness,I felt cold.
suddenly,they fell with
such a rush,
and touched me,
it got disturbed
into a hundred other
small droplets,some fell on my face
blurring my glasses ...
and wetting my
face and hand,
the cool drops now made me warm.
so warm that the chill
could no longer be felt.
I could relax.
I have always hater rains,
like they were always a pain,
i don't know why?
but today felt like something else.
but eventually after,giving me a moment of surprise and joy.
it finally decided to die.
how sad?
how negative?
how negative could my
interpretations get??
i ponder why?
................................
........................
...............
.......
...
Still WONDERING.
oh dear, sigh !!
©Complicated charmer 2013
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