Unfelt Joy

by Bhaskaranand Jha Bhaskar

The incessant fall of rains
Beating against the window glass
Presents a beautiful glimpse
Reflecting its dance
Of natural fall
With great zeal and joy
Tempting me
To be out to play
But the child in me has grown
Into adulthood,
I think of the children
Being drenched
In happier showers
Lest it should catch a cold,
Hence I hold
My kicking kid of heart
All indoors....
Barring the showers
Of natural joy to come inside..!

08-Jan-2015

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Comments on this Poem

Nice work ... Thoughtful , enjoyed reading.

Mrinal Chatterjee
18-Feb-2015 14:55 PM

Thanks Rupradha jee. Agreed with you..!.The stark reality of life owing to the change of mindset of modern people who are getting bereft of the natural things of life and spontaneous joy. is what has been attempted here..with a bit if veiled satire and irony whrein lies the essence of the poem..

bhaskaranandjhabhaskar
08-Jan-2015 21:21 PM

lovely but I would just go out and dance in the rain, bringing out the child in me.. ;)

Rupradha
08-Jan-2015 14:54 PM