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Scribblings on a Rainy Night



1
Rains
Are memories 
That shatter around
With the cold resonating dawn.
Today it is all but the same
Each drop hit the Earth
And artfully breaks
Into countless
Moments!


2
Drops
Are savories
Of a forgotten time
Carefully blended, and clear.
Each drop lines my window today
Singing their stories, of
Love, war and plights,
And waits for
My hands'
Caress!


3
Artist
Is he who
Mixed the falling rain
With the delicacy of the drops
And this night indeed
Portrays its skill
In Art!

Comments

  1. Natašek3 June 2013 at 11:37

    I particularly like the images in this one, beautiful. I like how you compare rain with memories, and each drop holding that time past...

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  2. Lisa Williams3 June 2013 at 15:10

    This poem definitely has beautiful imagery. I too, like the comparison of rain to memories.

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  3. Mary3 June 2013 at 15:56

    Oh, I really like this. Each stanza shaped like a raindrop. And the last stanza really sums up the whole concept. YOU definitely have portrayed YOUR skill with your art!

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    1. Anand S Unni3 June 2013 at 20:52

      And I hope you would have picked how the last drop has hit the ground. I made it more flat. ;)

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  4. Vandana Sharma4 June 2013 at 04:20

    many stories and memories unfolding as rain drops...

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    1. Anand S Unni10 June 2013 at 00:20

      Thanks for dropping your comments Vandana. :)

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