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Abraham Esang
Poems
Oct 2017
RAIN
To begin with there begins a little sprinkle, only a delicate sound
just delicate, a small "titter" as it taps on your secondary passage.
This, at to begin with, you have a go at overlooking 'til it's decidedly pouring
it reestablishes and continues invigorating each living thing around.
At that point it streams down the timber of the trees with branches agile
what's more, the leaves surrender clean as, drinking heartily, they sup.
Where the beads make a sprinkle, there the drainpipe begins a ******
or, on the other hand it tickles through the rings 'til it douses into the ground.
In the canal there's a puddle, only a little center obfuscate
at that point it develops into a gusher as it sputters past the control.
This downpour tumbles towards the tar, ten times as quick and twice as far
as the tormented educators pull at both their tunics and their sleeve.
Furthermore, once more, it makes an air pocket and makes a little inconvenience
for the wetness of the water causes sobbing from the astute.
There's a flooding of the fields as the water waves and wheels
what's more, the grieving Mormons on their bicycles are crying to the skies.
While the raindrops keep running round edges and they swell down the extensions
at that point they join the happy excursion at the intersection with a run.
When they accumulate in the canal there's a sputtering, merry splutter
with a splashing and expression, they're singing as they clear out.
There's a stammer and a shake as the gusher battles a fight
with the gravity of planet as it joins the droning throng.
However, it's inclination is constant and disregards each safe
pattern of obstructions as determinedly it wends it's direction once more.
Presently it looks for the last butcher and it jumps into the water
of the sea at the passageway of the place we call the narrows.
There's a happy "hurrah" of adulating to the Ruler who has been looking
down on every one of his youngsters, named or not, who looked for his favored 'Rain'.
#rain
#fall
Written by
Abraham Esang
24/M/Nigeria
(24/M/Nigeria)
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