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Amitav Radiance Sep 2014
The clouds welcomed the morning
With a heavy heart they float around
Gloom smeared across the canopy
Carrying the tales of sorrows from afar
Written all over the annals of the sky
A heavy heart, it can longer carry
Waiting for an audience to share their story
Every word raining across the valley
A lone audience drenched in somber moments
Aditya Shankar Jul 2014
Dense, dreary clouds roll
Drenched under the grey, I watch
Gloom bring forth new life.
Ankush Samant Jun 2014
Hiding under the colorful umbrellas,
We are all gloomy cindrellas.
Staring at the pools of water,
One splash, and we are ready to slaughter!
***** laces,
Scornful faces,
Such a wonderful rain,
But, we are all dashing for the train.
"What's the matter?
Let's take a stop for some chatter."
"Come on! I don't wanna get late!
You should rush too, my mate!
Look what the rain has done,
Ruined my beautiful jacket, my one and the only one!"
"Ah! Such a delightful weather,
And all you care about is your leather?!
Here take my umbrella,
I want to drench like a mad fellah!"
Then, I let my head out,
Popped out like a new sprout,
Rain sprayed, some sugar and salt,
Rush hour came to a halt.
One tiny drop flowed down my brow,
And heard me take a whispered vow,
"Never will I take another umbrella,
Every time it rains it will be a new novella!!"
One day I went out in the rain and saw an array of brilliantly colored umbrellas. The umbrellas were saving the people from the rain but they were also hiding them from the joy of the rains....I went back home and created this image and poem... http://artbeyondboredom.blogspot.in/2014/01/out-in-rain.html

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