Sunday, June 12, 2011

THE THOUGHTFUL RAIN

A raging sky,
dancing leaves,
over that tree,
standing tall.
 

Wondering how,
it came to be,
to end this way,
such a lovely day.
 

The end is lovely,
no doubt about that,
a day was born with the calm sun,
and will now sleep into the night.
 

As the sky grows darker,
and the clouds darker still,
children stand in the park,
enjoying the cool breeze.
 

End of another day,
second by second,minute by minute,
the slow approach to the end of time,
the canvas keeps filling,with colours of life.
 

When the universe ends,
with the end of time,
will we still be remembered,
as we are now?
 


Whatever it is,that the future holds,
it holds in the future,not now,
with this thought,and arms open wide,

I walk into the pouring rain.

13 comments:

  1. "As the sky grows darker,
    and the clouds darker still" I love these lines! Dark and imposing matching perfectly imposing clouds

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  2. What a beautiful poem. Behind the gray clouds, the sky is blue.
    Two things never return.
    The spoken word, and the time went.

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  3. I like it. I am a big believer in living each moment, looking neither forward or back! Good work!

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  4. lovely imagery.
    smiles.
    Glad to have you in.

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  5. This is a great layered poem.

    Love the simplicity coupled with the message.

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  6. This was beautiful the acceptance to be open to each moment~ Well Done!

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  7. thank you all for your comments.
    they mean a lot
    :)

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  8. Thoughtful and beautiful! Nice job.

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  9. Hi Saurabh. A positive feel good poem, something we need more in this negative world. Keep writing....

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  10. Thanks a lot Shail.
    Yeah,definitely. :-)
    Thanks a lot for your comment.

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  11. Short Story Slam Week 4 is still open for submission,
    Come on in,
    We love your creativity/talent…
    Happy Thursday!
    Love & hugs.
    xoxox

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