As the city is besieged by heavy downpour,
I refuse to stand beside the window
and fly through the stairs
to the site of action
and get drenched trying
to capture the chilly rain
I get momentary blinded
by the forceful showers
I beckon to the shivering birds
to delight in the water
before seeking the shelter
of their nests
“get momentarily blinded by the forceful showers” loved the image..
it seemed nice to visualize that..Thanks, Soumya
What expressive words… what wonderful words… so meaningful, and understandable… No wonder you get nominated for awards… great post…
it was pouring out here:) so thought of this. Thank you for enjoying the poem
This rain and I are longtime acquaintances. Somtimes friends. Other times not so much.
well..the rain does have positive attributes and negative aspects too. Thank you for taking the comment on this poem:)
Rain – such a powerful backdrop here. Your poetry does remind me of Blake. Thanks.
well..thank you so much for the compliment..I feel so encouraged by your comments
sounds like a delightful experience.
yes, it is..Thank you, Sharmishtha