Thursday, June 23, 2011

The Homecoming.

I was startled from my deep slumber,
By the strong sound of the gushing winds,
Pushing against my closed window,
As though they wished to pass in.

Surprized and tense, I jumped out of bed,
Threw open the glass
And threw open the door,
For they wished to move to the other side...

They moved so beautifully,
Like a serpent led by a Charmer...
Smoothly through the skies...
Forcefully through my room...

Pleased to set this powerful force free,
I sat down again and closed my eyes
I drowned in the breeze and swayed in its currents...

But I was startled again!
By the sound of the first raindrops of the day...
Pitter-pattering on the hot playground,
Releasing a sweet smelling steam
That one who has suffered the heat could only enjoy...

They got harsher and it got heavier...
The trees were dancing again!
The dust was swirling once more!

I reluctantly shut the windows as reality beckoned me...
But sat by the window watching
As the world rejoiced the homecoming of the rains...

.

The winds and the water have gone now,
The Sun has broken out from the clouds,
Gingerly He watches from up above,
Not knowing that He drew us a bewitching potrait...
Here... down below-
The light is glittering off the wet pavement,
The raindrops, left behind as a token of their love, glistening off the marvelous then-dancing green trees,
And smiling people strolling down the road...
Glad that the shower had quenched their summer's thirst...

I continued to sit by the window,
Open now,
Bathed in the warm sunlight,
In anticipation.
I wait...
I wait for the next cloudburst to begin...

2 comments:

Benita Patnaik said...

No critical response from me....

the honest feelings ooze out of the lines. All of us can identify with them and the brush strokes are clear and defining .....

Go for it!

Kumud Anand said...

Real good poetry