Monday, April 21, 2014

R for Rhythm and rhyme


Drops of water on dry earth 
soon disappeared into nothingness. 
But when the drops turned to showers, 
Puddles formed and streamlets flowed. 
Lightning danced and thunder bellowed
while the aroma of wetness permeated the air. 
Rain it seemed had washed off the despair. 
Fresh looking trees and bright-coloured flowers 
gave the entire landscape a quaint newness, 
filled the weary minds with calm and mirth. 
Rain sure brought to fore a great many things- 
From myriad thoughts to unacknowledged feelings; 
Memories bundled up and hidden deep – 
All popping out as if awakened from sleep. 

The rhymes we learnt way back in nursery 
spoke of rain with enthusiasm and simplicity. 
With time, simplicity took a multi-layered turn – 
Rain could calm the mind, a heart - it could burn. 
From poems that elevated rain to a fabled plane 
extolling on its role in matters of the heart; 
to those shading it with hues of melancholy,
accusing it of wrecking cities and tearing lives apart
rain wove tales of the lost and found 
leaving us distraught, humbled or just spellbound. 

Rain stirs imaginations like no other, 
showcasing life for it is indeed its mirror. 
Visible or hidden, subtle or stark, 
rain-drops sure leave their mark; 
a lot like the countless moments of our lifetime; 
indeed rain is life, with rhythm and rhyme.

12 comments:

  1. Rain is always soaked in rhythm and rhyme ... beautiful poem :-)

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  2. Rain is always welcome. It freshens the days of your romance. Awesome poem.

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    1. Yes Ushaji, rain gives the world a fresh look. Glad you enjoyed it :)

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  3. Loved this! New follower from the A to Z Challenge. Looking forward to more!

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    1. Thanks Karen, happy to see you here :)

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  4. Rain is very beautiful to enjoy. Unfortunately, the day I hand wash my car, that day it will rain heavily.

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    1. Oh poor SG!! Murphy's law manages to get us all doesn't it?

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  5. Life will be barren or boring without rhythm and rhyme.Very interesting and nostalgic,Reshma.I liked it.
    I went to my village and once more meddled with rain and water.
    I had written about Rain,though not much(The Dazzling Drops ) and posted here.

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    1. Thank you for your kind words Sarala. Rain is even more beautiful in a rural setting although it has its own hardships.

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  6. This embodies everything that I love about rain.

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    1. Glad you enjoyed my take Kathy :)

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