Rain: Blurred yet so revealing
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- Age 23
Rain is a quintessential element in life. It represents different things for each one of us. I tried writing this small poem by imagining its importance for different communities across the globe. Hope it is appreciated.
RAIN: BLURRED YET SO REVEALING.
Pouring down like a river;
Whipping against my window fiercely;
Making its way slowly yet so gently;
Time to welcome it: Rain.
Wiping away all chances for me to fall back asleep;
Clutching my goose-fleshed arms tightly;
Time to dwell on past reminiscences;
Oh Rain! What do you want to convey so earnestly?
You are rejuvenation mood for frogs.
You are rumbling chaos being foreseen.
You are relief for those of drought-affected countries.
Yet you seem so undecipherable today.
Fascinating as it is; yet the lashes puzzle me.
To dreamers, Rain is a wiper heralding change.
For those who associate it with pain are blindfolded:
Pain brings tears; Rain brings clarity and purity.
For those who associate it with danger merely are too fearful:
Danger brings disaster; Rain brings life-changing lessons.
For those who associate it with delight are jovial souls:
Everything seems so new under the grey sky.
As I sink in my wonderland, I see it enlightening forlorn hopes again.
Such is the beauty of Rain: It pours a blend of emotions.
Its final message goes as such:
“Your dreams are being weaved, hold on, as I sign off, light shall creep in for a new beginning”