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An evocative rain poem, celebrating the many shades and hues of nature, by Dr. Amrinder, exclusively for Different Truths.
Raindrops drum upon my window Like a bunch of jolly drummers I cannot help but drum my fingers Merrily, on my wooden desk Raindrops tap on my window Like a tap dancers on a spree I cannot help but tap my feet with Wondrous, maddening glee. Leafy crowns of wind-lashed trees Sway, like wild head bangers I cannot help but give free rein To a whirling, dervish-like frenzy. I hear the roaring laugh of thunder, See, the lightening flash of its smile I cannot help but smile and set My, long-fettered laughter free. As ropes of rain plough parched earth And the world is awash with rapture I cannot help but shudder in ecstasy As rain clouds quench my thirst.
Picture design Anumita Roy
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