Rain drops
Rain drops
On the window pane
Small pearls
Falling down
I like them
Dropping from walls
Hanging on leaves
On the surface
Of painted land
Mud pools
Lush gardens
Flowing streams
Like to feel them
With my hand
And have some fall
On my face
As I look up
From the window pane
I open the window
Just half
Let the drops come in
Feel the wet air
On my face
Amused like a child
I play with rain drops
I feel
Blessed
Heavenly
And in love
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Comments: 16
lovely amarpreet...
And the wonderful images in your poem paints a perfect picture of the beauty in life giving rain. Love it .
Darcey D.
However, I just want to point out that in the second verse you word it like the rain is falling on your hand and face, but in the third you're just opening the window, so I don't see how that could happen. I just got a little confused around there. But, other than that, it was excellent!