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When it rains…
this mind rattles in the dark oft
a glimmer of hope could help perhaps
nothing but an overcast
it shan’t last for long
dark clouds can’t linger forever
soon will it rain down
and the sun will appear bright again
a cleansing ritual is all this
gently sweeping and mopping the stains away
and a final rinse to spruce up
a good cry to flush that fog
the silver lining may hover for longer this time
a wish that meanders my way when it rains!
This poem is written as part of the #WordsMatter blog hop, organized by Corinne, Shalini, and Parul where 42 of us are coming together to share our musings on the prompt ‘When it rains’. I received this tag from Sunita at Mumbai On A High and it’s my pleasure to pass on this tag to Anagha Yatin at Canvas With Rainbow.
Yes! There are days when I wish my anger would turn to tears – it’s so much more refreshing!
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What a lovely one. I have always like your verses and poetry. This one is another good one, Vinitha.
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What a sweet poem! This blog hop has been an eye-opener for me. What a lot of different things a simple rain can mean for different people.
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I liked the image of things and thoughts getting cleansed and brightening up again.
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Heartwarming, hopeful, spirit lifting verse. Loved it!
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‘A cleansing ritual is all this
gently sweeping and mopping the stains away’
The above reminded me about how I used to love to go on a ride on my two wheeler right after it stops raining. The environment feels fresh and air breathable!
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Beautiful poem Vinitha. I love the line – a good cry to flush the fog. Different perspective.
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This is so well written. Loved the imagery. Specially the part about flushing the fog. Rain does help us to cleanse – in and out.
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Almost everyone believes in the rains cleansing our world and lives. You have described life beautifully in your poem. I think we should enjoy each and every season and give thanks to nature for its generosity.
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Its a new thought I had come across in this Blog Hop Vinitha..I liked that the stains do get erased by rains..how true that is infact
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It is amazing how the way nature functions can be easily equated with human emotions. Beautifully written poem.
I would have written more in my comment but sadly I have not been feeling aptly articulative these days.
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I like the thought that rain washes away the stains and the sun heralds a new start. Well written Vinitha.
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Nothing is permanent. The rain washes away some things, and then the darkness dissolves away. 🙂 Lovely!
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All we need is a good, cleansing rain to put the world and our moods right again. Not a “flood of Biblical proportions,” mind, just a good, cleansing rain. I enjoyed your poem!
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Beautiful description of rains! I loved your poem, Vinitha.
Thanks for participating in the Words Matter blog hop. Hope you have fun 🙂
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The rains outside are often such a reflection of what pours within us isnt it
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Lovely, pensive and reflective thoughts. I like the sense of hope that weaves your words together…
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How true is that, Vini! The rains are just here to give a good clean-up to all that’s impure. Once cleansed, the rains will go and the sun will shine again. SO much like life…!
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Such a lovely poem! There is something cleansing about the rain for sure!
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What a beautiful poem, Vinitha! To me, it echoes a universal experience that we all go through in life. I could closely relate to the thoughts given the current situation I’m in. Love the lucidity and the imagery especially. Well done, Vinitha.
P.S. And I wonder why you were so worried about it when you have a knack for writing such beautiful poetry! ❤
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I wrote a different one yesterday and I was not satisfied. Today came up with this one. Thank you so much for your confidence in me, Esha. I’m so happy that you liked my attempt. ❤🤗
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