It seems rain will pour its showers tonight the morning thereafter will be bright I long for my body to be wet in the rain It looks like the blue sky is in heavy pain
Is it a gift from God , the rain gives seeking shades under the leaves The wind winding to the form of breeze In a shelter men, women and children freeze
Let more clouds melt and drops down To the hills, valleys and rivers in the dawn In our lives, we do pray for more showers For the ponds, paddy fields, gardens to cover
Embrace the rain throughout its pouring And ,I need to get out of my hours of boring a game in the heavy rain, I will not be sweat Instead, I sit down and eat away the sweet
Williamsji Maveli www.williamsji.com
Related Links www.moonmakers.com Poetry is like an impulsive steady flow of powerful feelings in human life: it takes its origins from emotional recollections in tranquility. Poetry is the art of substantiating shadows, and of lending existence to nothing. Williamsji’s lyrics cannot be treated as poems, but represents an image or a sketch from different angles of human life.. His writings are simple and generous. The title of his latest work “Arramviralthumbath….†(On the tip of the sixth finger) is a legendary concept of a writer’s pen, which is similar to the sixth finger used for scribbling the emotions into paper.