Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Night Rain


On my roof, pelting drops of rain,
dancing rhythmically at nature's ancient beat,
cascading down voluptuous frame
like strings of beads
once suspended by a chord- now broken!

The lone night sing along in pelting silence
as nature's tune resonates pestering drips,
clogging man's lawful sail through fantasy land

For if nature's drips, man's barn to swell
why does it halt man's drifting drowsiness?




12 comments:

Remi, United Kingdom said...

Beautiful words.... :-)

Navigated to your blog from Ligh-her-lamp.

Have a great day.

MissLove said...

I like this poem... although with poems... different meanings can be deduced and I would appreciate, if there is an undertone, to be educated...xx

Jaycee said...

Raindrops never seem to stop invoking words of poetry.

I loved this poem. :)

deola said...

nice one

Robyn said...

i LIKE THIS
Dont know wat to comment but i really do.

Lindah said...

I like the words, but don't understand the poem.

Dabizniz said...

if only we read more....

GamineChic said...

Rain, Raindrops. Teardrops, Tear

Omo Oba said...

i have to agree with Dabiniz. the pic seems to be saying more.

Today's ranting said...

Hmmmm really beautiful piece.

Remi, United Kingdom said...

Hey, hope you're good...
as promised... battle of the words has begun oh.. lol

Okay.. I will go first..

"There are no impossibilities within defined realities, for dreams and aspirations..." finish that off lol"

I will be back to see the ending
Have a great rest of the week

x

The Bookaholic said...

Nice poem...