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Rains forever





Grey spreads over the horizon,
casting its dark shadow on
cheerful trees awaiting rain,
little flowers smiling at heaven,
ploughed fields, red and barren.

Drops as soft as a feather,
fall from heaven to water
pretty little creeks of wonder,
winding down to end where
ploughed fields lie bare.

Here and there a few drops,
dances a pretty peacock.
Showers end, downpour starts,
filling streams over the hillock,
as gushing creeks wet all fields.

Drenched animals safe in caves,
rats and insects deep in burrows,
huddle together cats and dogs,
birds rest in cosy nests,
and it rains, rains,rains,..., forever.

Comments

Veda said…
hi....thanks 4 stopping by my blog! ur poetry is very good....
Iniyaal said…
Hi Veda, Thanks for visiting my blog. Glad you liked me poems. Keep visiting often :)
poorni said…
Nice one...keep it rolling
Iniyaal said…
Hi Poorni,
Glad you like it :-)

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