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Inquisitive as Ever
I just got inspired while peeping through the window on a rainyday and wrote this poem titled 'Inquisitive as Ever'
‘Inquisitive as ever’
Lined with lightening, the clouds just burst
The downpour just lashes; and its unlikely to subside;
Darkened as ever; the rain pelts down
As if the sun is quelled forever!
People do bother as it’s so freakish,
But, I do mind as it’s so pleasant.
The lashing doesn’t stop and goes on and on;
To restore parity with heaven and earth.
Inquisitive as ever, I peek through the pane
When I’m kissed fabulously by mist;
As I just ponder just of the rain,
I am amazed by- the sweet, sweet smell!
The rock that’s washed, smells so rocky;
The leaf that’s cleansed, smells so leafy;
The bird that’s wet, scents so birdy;
The dog that’s drenched, stings so doggy;
But the soil that’s drizzled, smells so…….sweet!
Pearls of water on lotus leaf
Resembles like, water on duck’s back;
But the blackish eyes of the babe, twinkle like
The Kimberly diamonds of yesteryears.
No matter what the baker bakes,
No matter what the pasteries are;
No matter what the fragrance is;
The sweet smell of soil is no more to be matched!
An Ode To Dirt
The poet praises the praiseworthy, a necessary substance, and the smell is beyond compare for living - love the stingy dog by the way. Nice scents in here - enjoyed and felt glad in the celebration ~slc~
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Lady A,
'The poet praises the praiseworthy'. There you are as you have acknowledged the same. Thank you so much for your praises. The love for the stingy dog, I am just not able to understand...! But I understand the ode to dirt!
Ben