THE UNSAID WORDS OF RAIN
It’s Sunday you know what that means! I basically have both mental
& physical shutdown this weekend. But today no chance................
because It has been a rainy day!!!!....... And you know how much it affects me.
Right now with doing a lot of writing, rain & romance are high on my
list.............. But just 4 yrs. ago there was different thing when I was
much addicted to detective stories, crime stories. Through this 4 yrs. I have
been changed a lot. My thinking, my writing everything has changed...... I have
been changed from that day ‘The Day I Noticed’. I just
got a new spirit, new enthusiasm, new way to think about someones’ life.
Once you asked “why do you like rain so much?”..........and I
laughed & I went off to play with drops, You said “you are still a kid”.
All I know was to face the sky & greet those drops touching my cheeks,
going down through my hairs, all I know is feeling wonderful.
Rain, according to me, is one of the most beautiful elements of
nature. I see rain to be so amazing that I believe everyone has some memorable
story connected to it. I love rain so much that I can see it as a melody,
music, a composition of GOD’s own words. I remember one of my poems that I
composed back in January this year inspired by the beauty of rain and
influenced by the melodious rhythm of its chatter which I would like to share
with you:
THE MELODIOUS
RAIN
“Everytime I gaze
upon this endless sphere,
I see
this white dust floating in the air,
Innocent at face they smile in sunlight,
But when the brothers meet,
they make the day night,
A
black sea over my head floating up high,
Then
dropping the watery moments of joy,
Chitter
chatter splitter splatter,
Every tiny sound opens a fresh
chapter,
Cold
breeze buzzing in my ear,
With
streamline songs so melodious to hear,
Nourishing the green with vanishing pain,
Growing the weed
into an edible grain,
Fooled by glass in the window pane,
Making me sigh, the melodious rain.
The
waves of words coming time to time,
Writing
a poem with beautiful rhyme,
Singing
a chorus of GOD’s own voice,
Sweeping
the dust with elemental rejoice,
Filling
the drains that are already full,
Draining
the minds against the pull,
Little
angels from sky to tell a tale,
With
voice even sweeter than a nightingale,
Same but
different, different but same,
Each
splatter yells out a different name,
One yet
many, many yet one,
They
never fear even the Sun,
Fall and
inspire, they rise again,
Teaches
me LOVE, the melodious rain….!!!”
But let me tell you how I feel the rain. Rain, to me, is not just
drops of joy, or melodious sounds that
give pleasure to my mind; but it’s more a person to me; a person, who speaks
through her tears, smiles through my faces, walks through natural channels of
soil, plays with me holding my hands with her watery fingers. Romance is what
pours out in rain, joy is what spreads out in its fragrance, LOVE is what can
be felt in its freshness and threads of strong bonds can be clearly seen
between the sky and the earth.
.............Yes I want to see the rain differently, from the eyes
of LOVE. And my last quote:
“It is not the freshness of rain or sounds of its chatter that inspires
us much, it’s actually the ‘way it falls’ that inspires the most….! Because
sometimes, beautiful things fall to break themselves and show you what they are
actually made of…!!”
