This post has been published by me as a part of Blog-a-Ton 55; the fifty-fifth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Rashmi Kumar, the author of Hooked, Lined and Single and Jyoti Arora, the author of Lemon Girl. .
Rain
Torrential.
Dropping in sheets,
surge endlessly
On a concreted courtyard
A wind alights on the space
runs down in the middle
creating a mirror like dais
for the tinkling ankles
of the dancing peacocks
The beat for joy is what life seeks...
The sharp raindrops,
like meteorites keep
slashing, romping around...
till they break an ephemeral rainbow
And then, the peacocks emerge...
Dancing, twirling in wet droplets
with outspread resplendent plumes
Oh,the dizzying glitz of showbiz
so winsome, so endearing
...those manicured feet
swaying to the sounds
of tinkling raindrops
solemnize the feast
-the afterbirth of cumulus
in this season of love
Imbues breaths....
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That's the reality, Panchali! A very nice post from your pen. Thanks for joining!
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Thank you, SiS...๐ Feel happy to join BAT after a long hiatus ☺
DeleteA poetry with a message, stirs us to think!
ReplyDeleteI'm participating at BAT after ages and I'm happy to be reading some very good, new blogs.
Please do visit mine too and let me know what you think?
http://klishmaklaver.blogspot.in/2015/06/the-man-in-wall-mural.html
All the best for BAT 55..
Cheers
Vibz
Thanks for being here, Vibz. Read your wonderful post today... A winning post indeed๐
DeleteA poetry with a message, stirs us to think!
ReplyDeleteI'm participating at BAT after ages and I'm happy to be reading some very good, new blogs.
Please do visit mine too and let me know what you think?
http://klishmaklaver.blogspot.in/2015/06/the-man-in-wall-mural.html
All the best for BAT 55..
Cheers
Vibz
Thank you soooo much.... I am glad you liked this, Vibhuti !! Hope to see you more on these pages :))
DeletePanchali di,
ReplyDeleteYour poem makes me visualise rain with such a different meaning. Really, a very meaningful contrast to life and death.
My favourite lines are:
"The sharp raindrops, like meteorites. .slash, romp around and scatter and die."
I was so glad to see your participation entry, for some reason the link didn't work day before yesterday. Thank god it's working now.
Welcome back to bat55,
Regards,
Megha
That was a delightful comment, dear Megha...! Thank you for your words of praise... I am so happy to see you here once again. You made my day :))))
Deletebeautifully penned, loved how you have played with words to bring out the message
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I wish I had words to convey my pleasure at seeing you here. Your comment is most cherished, Cifar... :))
DeleteSimple. It makes rain feel common. Real. Alive. Unromanticized. :)
ReplyDeleteHi Leo, I am glad I did not disappoint you...:))) I take it that you approve my poem then...?? :))
DeleteThanks a ton :)
Good to know you liked the post, aativas!! So lovely to have you here... :))) Thanks...
ReplyDeleteCircle of Life! Beautiful and thoughtful.
ReplyDeleteAll the best for BAT!
Megha Haware - The garlic soup
Thanks Megha....๐ so good to have you here :)
DeleteA very beautiful poem Panchali mam.
ReplyDeleteVidhya
Thank you...vidhya!
DeleteA thoughtful poem :)
ReplyDeleteGood to read you after a long time, Panchali Maรกm.
Thank you, Simran for being here. Good to see you, always :)
Deletethis is such a celebration when it rains. well at times we hate rain but we must admit we miss it too at some point :) ut's rainy season in japan too
ReplyDeleteBeautifully descriptive writing, Panchali.
ReplyDeleteHow I adore the visual beauty of those peacocks, wings outspread, dancing.
ReplyDeleteWe are in the midst of a storm right now. A nice break from the heat that has been our life for weeks. I just came in from a walk in it. Nice description of the rain.
ReplyDeleteI also enjoyed the wonderful images your words evoked...well penned!
ReplyDeleteDonna@LivingFromHappiness
This is so beautiful.. the images are so vivid.. so very vibrant.. specially the peacocks out dancing in the rain.. is a lovely image! Beautifully penned :D
ReplyDeleteLots of love,
Sanaa
The glorious beauty of rain is so often undervalued. But a dance in the rain celebrates the wonder of its being. Lovely poem.
ReplyDeletea gorgeous and thoughtful celebration of our dearest monsoon Panchali di...soooo love it :)
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed 'seeing' your peacocks!
ReplyDeleteThe rain is like a metronome...regular as breath!
ReplyDeletePanachali,
ReplyDeleteRain is falling in my world too right now. I'm grateful that we have it, but would welcome a taste of summer as well, even just to plant my new flowers etc!!
Eileen
A great poem about the storms we all see.
ReplyDeleteDisappoint me? Please don't joke, Panchali ji :) I liked it a lot. And happy to have read it again via the Pantry.
ReplyDeleteOn another note, my antivirus gives a popup when I visit your page. Something about a widget having a harmful link, myfreecopyright or something like that. Do check it out. :)
So glad to have you here again, Leo. I am not so tech savvy, so really don't know how to get rid of that unwanted back link. Anyway, I tried to re-set the settings..hope it helps. Many thanks for letting me know...:).
DeleteI enjoyed reading your poem. It made me think of rain and love how you describe the scene, like a ballet, a dance of nature. lovely.
ReplyDeleteWell done!
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Thanks everyone for being ๐. Due to erratic internet...I am unable to respond individually..nice to see all
ReplyDeletemy PU friends here๐ Thanks a bunch.