Rains

Drops of rain,
Nei, I dont call it drops of heaven
are pure and calm
Off they fall
call it snow
or call it dew
They make you dance to their tunes
Dull roads brighten up,
Hungry animals sip it up,
Men, women and kids rejoice
loss of words
or rather choice of words
better to talk less than more
Come on rains, enjoy!
Pour ur heart out, let all the sad tears wash away
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Vinita
Well written thought... :)
Personally, I look at rain a little differently.... When it rains I think of the homeless.... Rain is for the rich to enjoy...
Respectfully,
Amartya
hi
did u just write that?? WOW
i loved it... it was fabolous.... who knew rain could b expressed like this tooo ...... u r really good
Keep writing
thanks,
Prema
thanks for catching those in
thanks for catching those in ur poem..enjoyed it :)