Rain at Night

by Sony Dalia



I work on my computer Minutes trudge on; Books look with pity Rare visits pathetic. Whirring fan quietly smiles, Whiff of fresh air tickles, Smell of earth soaking in showers Revives memories of childhood, friends, All that is gone irretrievably! Haven’t I braved the scorching sun? Didn’t I long for a drop of nectar As deserted roads stretched silently On many a summer noon? Freshness blooms aplenty Having bathed all night. Diversity creator’s delight! Rain or shine, life goes on, Sooner or later, time for a change!

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07-Sep-2012

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Thanks,Rupradha ji.Regards.

Thanks Prof Bhushan, sir.Regards.

Sony Dalia
08-Sep-2012 11:50 AM

Sony Sai,
It is such a refreshing and rejuvenating experience to read your lyrical and exquisitely pictorial poem that the whole of life spent and enjoyed in pleasant and painful yearnings has come alive amidst your swishing, splashing and singing rain. This poem, more than others, brings out the glowing sparks of creativity with harmoniously connected images and smooth and soothing associations with the past.
Heartiest congrats and thanx for sharing this intellectual experience wrapped in silken emotions.
Regards,
Sincerely,
RKBhushan

Prof. RKBhushan
08-Sep-2012 03:40 AM

fabulous!! Congratz Sony ji..u rock!!

Rupradha
08-Sep-2012 01:56 AM