MAGIC RAIN...

There’s a rumble in the distance

As the rain kisses the parched earth

Leaves everywhere, rustle in participation

Lightning strikes

Charging the air with violet glory

Blue skies smothered

With smoke coloured clouds

The rain keeps falling.

The bump and grind of city life

Still present in the background

As the sky cries tears of relief

The rain is loud now

Whilst the leaves still dance

And flowers are given the breath of life

Receiving tiny droplets of silver glory

There is magic in the rain

Secrets held for thousands of years

No body will ever know them.

Children laugh,

Faces uplifted as they too dance

Mothers shaking their heads

As dresses and pants are muddied

It is a time of joy

The rains are here!

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Sandeep  N S's picture

Just beautiful!!
Loved the title.And also written very well.The definitions are clear, vivid and pictorial.And loved the way u ended the poem.

Its indeed,a Magic rain of poetry.
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