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Sunday, March 26, 2006

rain(i know its childish)

the day it rained
and all voids were filled
that soaking leaf
and that petal thrilled

a tryst with rhyme
a musical treat
accustomed, the drops
nurtured innocent greed

the prism infinite
the sweet symphony
i raised a toast
to that faceless gravity

and the rivulets raced
the thunders cursed
as stubborn terrains
were lazily transversed

then the ground beneath
acquiesced to the flow
indented engulfed
and devoured shallow

and mitigating wonders
that had left me numb
dissolved away
like nascent crumbs

and it rained all day
and the next
drowning me further
in the enigma of its crest


Mukesh Marwah said...

u have written...these words

shruti said...

ya course i hv written them.

sudhir (sudhindra) said...


Anonymous said...

yes very hard to believe indeed.i definitely sensed a wordsworth,a lil bit of milton and some keats too...

shruti said...

thankyou. btw who r u?

Anonymous said...

you have greattttttttttttt way to say things cool yaar