Rain

An evocative rain poem, celebrating the many shades and hues of nature, by Dr. Amrinder, exclusively for Different Truths.

Raindrops drum upon my window

Like a bunch of jolly drummers

I cannot help but drum my fingers

Merrily, on my wooden desk

Raindrops tap on my window

Like a tap dancers on a spree

I cannot help but tap my feet with

Wondrous, maddening glee.

Leafy crowns of wind-lashed trees

Sway, like wild head bangers

I cannot help but give free rein

To a whirling, dervish-like frenzy.

I hear the roaring laugh of thunder,

See, the lightening flash of its smile

I cannot help but smile and set

My, long-fettered laughter free.

As ropes of rain plough parched earth

And the world is awash with rapture

I cannot help but shudder in ecstasy

As rain clouds quench my thirst.

©Dr. Amrinder Kaur Bajaj

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