Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Raindrops from Heaven

A yellow forest and a lake flowing by with raindrops showering them in a magical aura.

 


Raindrops keep falling on my head

Along the lonely dancing road,

I will keep just walking…

In the music of raining

And the blackbirds’ singing

Without running into any open shed.

 

Raindrops keep falling on mind.

I want to soak in

With the dusts gonna give in

From making my soul dumb blind.

 

Raindrops keep falling on my eyes.

I want to dive in

With the spears of raining

To the long frozen memories,

Letting all my tears flowing on

In the sight of my lost childhood days. 


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8 comments:

  1. Charles TurnerSeptember 29, 2021 at 8:18 AM

    You have a nice blog. Keep up the good work.

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    1. Atique R.September 29, 2021 at 9:51 AM

      Thank you so much for your kind and inspiring words. Well appreciated.

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  2. liviOctober 2, 2021 at 7:54 PM

    amazing work, i appreciate the authenticity you bring to the table through your writing!

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    1. Atique R.October 3, 2021 at 2:27 AM

      Thanks a lot. Feeling so glad that you liked it.

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  3. UnknownOctober 20, 2021 at 5:59 AM

    Such a lovely poem. Really liked it.

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  4. Atique R.October 20, 2021 at 10:46 AM

    Thanks a lot for your beautiful words.

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  5. UnknownOctober 28, 2021 at 11:41 PM

    Beautifully rhymed. Really liked the imagery and the wording. Nice poem.

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  6. UnknownNovember 3, 2021 at 5:02 AM

    This is really good. Thank you for this

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