the cool breeze and the drizzling thereafter, what a solace to the parched farm, rekindling the tiny plants! just the way we met each other then an exhilarating whirlwind, swaying in the vacuity, of my heart! the sprinkling new feelings, with wings of rainbow, enamouring all over! why the drizzling, turned into torrential rains, breaking the backbone, of tiny plants don't know where from the storm in our understanding surfaced, mildewing the innocent emotions, the rain and the wind returned to their places with the new sunshine, except you.. I somehow managed, to pass the scorching heat, without the icebags of you, by my side.. but how to resume a conversation, with the twinkling stars, of solitary nights,now? is there any rainbow, in the offing! I don't know!
Beautifully written and evocative. 🙂
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Thank you so much! Great times !
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You’re very welcome. 🙂
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Dearest Kamakhya
Greetings
I liked your poem on faded rainbow. Thanks for sharing.
Have a nice day!
Kind regards,
Zulu
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Thank you so much Biraja for reading n liking the poem, Bless you !
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So beautifully expressed …the storms and rainbows are never just external …you blended the internal so well with the external expressions!
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Thank you Pragalbha, tried to portray a metaphorical connotation between the external & internal factors ..in their roles affecting the tiny plants or the psyche or the longing heart ! Happy times !
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Most welcome!
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Exquisitely penned. I am so glad I found your blog.
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Thank you Nancy so much,Nice meeting you too! Blessed times!
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So sad yet beautiful writing. Especially love the title & picture.
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Thank you Gilda for the inspiring kind words. Happy times!
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