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pk tunuri Oct 8
To let go of the struggle and strife
I wish to spend the rest of my life

Going into the woods
Escaping falsehoods

Dancing in the rains
Freeing myself from all the chains

Watching blue skies
Catching fireflies

Playing with rays of sunlight
Counting stars in the midnight

Admiring the nature
Identifying it as my teacher

To let go of the struggle and strife
I wish to spend the rest of my life

Going into the woods
Escaping falsehoods
Here come the formidable rains,
An air of sombreness: it decrees.
With it, bringing--
The tears of the forgotten dead.
Cleansing the earth of our influence.
Somewhere,
I've lived you.
Enjoying
the lensing of solitude,
the breeze, the trees, figures surrounding
the dark grey moisture-laden clouds;
All of these ingredients,
must've been tasted before--
For you to rinse the sweetness in them
Again.
It poured a heavenly rain today
The roads washed anew
Little streams danced and slid down the alleys to the music rains play

The Gulmohar petals in orange red hues
Lay strewn on the pavement grey
Perched atop the green leaves
Glorious they looked in the warm sun rays

A walk in the evening mellowed rains
The tiny raindrops fell gently upon my face and raincoat peach
Luminous  under the street lamps
Silvery Rain beams dance
21st June - Rains
Dream Jun 27
Lets run behind the clouds,
where the stars will be clearer.
We'll peep through the mist,
we won't let them find us.
And when it rains,
we'll fall from the sky with Angel wings,
Ending the
Love drought.
All summer through
Little brother trees
And
The gusty
Big sister breeze
Played in the sun
They had ample fun

The little boy trees wore a dusty crust
And shower, they must
Lest their leaves , yellowed
Transpire to rustle in summer heat

A drizzle nor a sprinkle
Mother rain
Chose to shower
The mode she set to power
Drenched and dripping wet
The little boy trees with trembling leaves , sneezed

The cool
Big sister breeze
Lovingly caressed
And blow dried
The little brothers trees

Fresh and perfumed
The little boy trees
Stood tall in trousers brown
And
Lovely, minty green coloured tees
Summer showers experience on 10th June :)
Krishnapriya May 30
Sometimes the rain drops
are so big and succulent
like mangoes
and tears
and temple bells
at dawn

The parched earth
smiles
and welcomes all
in her embrace
the rain drops
ripe mangoes
endless tears
and mystic sound
of temple bells
at dawn
Monsoon rains are here upon us and big, big, raindrops bless our parched land with smiles. :)
Vexren4000 Apr 15
The storms passing through,
Bring with them mighty rains,
Waters that have touched the ocean,
The clouds and the heavens,
Touching now the urban places,
Back alleys and side streets,
Falling and flooding the cement,
Filling it with a memory of a day gone by.

©BAS
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