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!
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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