Let the odd drop bounce off your shoulder,
As I watch one leap off mine.
Wince a little as the spray hits us,
Walk with me under this pleasant confine.
Black is the color that covers us so,
A well-lit dream under a dark shroud.
A pleasant accident as your shoulder brushes me,
A smiling afternoon under a dark cloud.
An attempt to capture the essence of my thoughts and put them in bearable prose, or worse (as the unimaginative pun indicates). Not too different from my scribbles on paper, only a lot more legible.
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- Father. Writer. Quizzer. Movie geek. Software guy. Music lover. Cricket follower. Dessert consumer.... You get the drift. The whole is the sum of all Parths. Author of 'r2i dreams'. Join the conversation at https://www.facebook.com/r2idreams
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15 comments:
wah! A day to remember - I read quite a bit of good poetry!
seriously, that was good...
:-) nice!
That was very happy :-)
:-)
Beautiful !
Good one, Parth! neat rhyme!
I like this...very sweet...where's your usual commentary though?!
I liked it:)
Very good indeed. Three cheers for pleasant accidents!
@Everyone: Thanks for the words of appreciation.
@RTD2: Didn't know my commentary was sought after too :-) Scroll down for my other responses to capture the essence
@Niranjan: You nailed it. The rhyme was the key, because I had stopped writing a lot of rhyming poetry. That was the specific structure I was aiming for in this work.
@TTG: Not Seattle. Mumbai. Out and Out. And sweet and happy memories of the rains .. ;-)
Creates a happy picture for me...why the title "downpour" ?
@RS: Downpour refers to a sudden and intense outbreak of rain forcing people to converge under umbrellas looking for shelter. Common feature in Mumbai Monsoon Madness
Beautiful!
Lovely one, Parth! :-)
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