O' Summer Rain

O' summer rain,

your mystic drops 

an enigma in my sweet pain...

In your blue garbs

adorned with snowy clouds,

the white rain gushes,

weaving the scarlet beads 

to garland the blossomed love.

In which shells of flights

would the pearl open its wings?

In which eyes of the doe,

would the spectacle unfold?

In which seas of emotions,

would my life set sail?

In which drops of thee,

would I surrender?

O' summer rain,

your mystic drops

an enigma in my sweet pain...

The treacly scent of first pour,

fondles and kisses the earth's fore.

Which drop of thee,

gave life to that seed?

Which drop of thee,

bred that mead?

Which glint of she,

I owe?

Which touch of she

I trove?

I see her navel jewelled in sky

chassing amidst the angels in pry.

Her footsteps on the silent move

imprinted my heart in vibes and shove.

She stood there with a palette,

splashing the colours of rainbow.

My eyes mesmerise, I bow.

O' summer rain,

your mystic drops 

an enigma in my sweet pain...

In the cense of her

I live my breath.

In the spell of her

I conquer my death.

With thy misty breeze 

O' summer rain, I have fell prey to she.

The trees, birds and peaches

drenched in your drops

seek in quest for their mates.

In the moonbeam and night,

In the sunshine and light,

My heart has set its pilgrimage

towards the land of she.

My soul would rest in peace

In the love shrine of she.

O' summer rain,

your mystic drops 

an enigma in my sweet pain...

25 Mar 2007, by Abhilash Hegde

Reviews

[Marie]

Wow! What an exquisite poetic gem this ode to rain is, Abhi! So few appreciate the tears which fall from the sky so necessary for crops, vegetables, flowers, etc to grow. I love how you have repeated some lines throughout the poem, it strengthens the write. Visual detail is amazing as is the personification of the rain. A mindblowing write without equal! As a lover of rain, the poem speaks to me. I feel so blessed to have read it. Thank you with gratitude and beautiful blessings for writing and sharing it, Abhi...

[Abhilash Hegde]

I'm too a lover of rain. The sights are majestic when it rains, nature comes alive around you. Nothing like rains, it evokes. I just love it when it rains. I am glad you liked this poem. Thanks so such for the warm words on my write, grateful for your review, Marie. Greetings and best wishes your way ...

[Marie]

Most welcome always, Abhi... I love the scent of rain and how it feels when the rain drops drift down my face, like bringing nature fully alive, it heightens and brings my senses to a deeper level also. Wonderful poem, Abhi! Thank you for your very kind greetings, returning them with gratitude one hundred fold to too! Gratitude with brightest blessings your way...

[Abhilash Hegde]

Thank you Marie! :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i really like the appreciation of the rain here...it is like heaven crying or maybe laughing with tears...
and it gives life to so much around us.

i like the repetition of your lines, like a chorus...third stanza it should read "open its wings"

but have a deep appreciation for your colorful imagery...and how your words make the scene come so alive...

j.

[Abhilash Hegde]

Thank you Jacob, for sharing your thoughts on this read.
I'm glad you liked the imagery and the poem :)
Yes, rain always brings along beautiful images to see and makes us all feel alive.
Thanks again for the review and taking out time for this poem!