Do Re Mi my heart sings,
Whenever the call of "rainfall" rings,
It keeps on talking to me,
I love its presence all around me.
Each downpour has a story to convey,
Each drop has so much to say,
Aura of purity it brings in me,
Washes away all my tears, I store inside me.
Those smell of wet sand,
It’s like a drug for me.
Drive pleasure, listening to the cloud’s growling,
I’m addicted to the flavour of lightening.
I sip it,
With the tip of my emotion I live with,
I feel its touch,
As I raise my arms to embrace it.
Mystical showering of His blessing,
I sense it in the delightful drizzling.
Whispering winds watch me,
As I confront with them closely.
Do Re Mi my heart sings,
Whenever the call of "rainfall" rings,
It keeps on talking to me,
I love its presence all around me.
copyright aditi kochhar
Hey thats was a great one. nice. actually somewhere down the line i think everyone would be feeling so.
ReplyDeleteNicely written. Good Job
The next paulo coelho :)
Okay! Now i can sense rain in this one. But the question is, which rain? The inner one or the outer? ;-)
ReplyDelete"Aura of purity it brings in me,
Washes away all my tears, I store inside me."
So, who's crying???
Yester-night it rained, now it's gone,
Like vanishing primeval things, of the past, by-gone...
Was it a start of a new beginning, embark?
"Very Soon", I shall get out of this, dark...
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@Akhil: Cmn, gimme a break... Paulo Coelho's still learning.. A beginner...
Aditi, i bet, can be his master!