And I too became wet in that tip tap rain
When in summer I got the company of rain
Which brought with it the tip tap grain .
On plants it rained in such a way
That all buds became gay .
The neem tree in front of my window
Which has gone leafless
That too smiled
Like it got new life so fresh.
The flower of marigold has decorated itself too
And it took me in its beautiful hue .
It seemed like walls of my home
Too has welcomed it
And introduced its each part to it .
And in this I was unable to stop my inner shout
People tried but i just galloped out .
And I too become wet in that tip tap rain …
End of the poem
15 random poems
- At Queensferry by William Ernest Henley
- Валерий Брюсов – Грядущие гунны
- Николай Карамзин – К неверной
- A Hymn to Love by Robert Herrick
- Esteem for Chloris by Robert Burns
- Synge’s Grave by Winifred Mary Letts
- a_poem.html
- Epitaph on John Busby, Esq., Tinwald Downs by Robert Burns
- To The Serpent
- Ольга Седакова – С нежностью и глубиной
- Robert Burns: Yon Wild Mossy Mountains:
- “Here, where the vine and fig bask hand in hand,” poem – Alfred Austin
- To John Hamilton Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Юрий Левитанский – Иронический человек
- Robert Burns: On Capt. Lascelles:
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
