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It’s raining again

These pictures were clicked by a Facebook friend Abru Manoj. The little boy is his son Tanmay. “The rains are addictive” was Abru’s caption for the first photograph and “The rain is a kiss on the soul” for the second. I just took off from there 🙂

Tanmay’s expressions are always so very endearing and the father manages to capture them so well:-)


The rains are addictive
The way it smells when falling
On the dry earth

It holds me captive
With its outpouring
That grows in height and girth.

I stay stuck to the windows
To watch it drenching
The slender pepper vines

And to wait for the wet crows
As they take their time assembling
On the swaying electric lines


I wonder what they’re saying
The palm fronds and the breeze
And those clouds look all ready
To burst into a sneeze.

That white stork in flight
From earthly leanings freed
Revelling in his solitude
Across the paddy fields

I wonder why the wind
Won’t stay put in one place
And why the trees nod their heads
To everything that it says .


Posted by on July 2, 2014 in Nature, Poetry


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And then it rains!

They’re breaking rocks
Bare relentless skies;
Bare backs glistening
With streams of sweat;
And then….it rains!

Arms that lock
Passionate cries
Love lies straining
Before it rests
And then….it rains!

The withering crops
Foresee their demise
The farmer stands ruing
His life accursed
And then it …it rains!

The clock stops
When in her arms, he dies
The clouds all knowing
Share her regret
And then…it rains!

A rotting corpse
Amidst buzzing flies
The warfield brooding
Over bloodied breasts
And then…it rains.

Across the treetops
The pregnant skies
Smiles at the babe suckling
At the mother’s breasts
And then…it rains!!


Posted by on July 24, 2011 in Poetry


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