Raindrops on Paper
Sitting on the balcony, watching the distant sea go gray and mist over,
The rains are approaching.
The dark clouds are scurrying over
A gust of wind, raindrops splattering on my face, my glasses get cloudy
A slight shiver, it’s chilly.
The vision is blurred, I’m getting wet
I’m going back to other rains, other places, blurred now, misted by time;
Dancing on the terrace, with my babies, in their chaddhies
Dragging their reluctant mom as well, and once, their grand mom
Who was just waiting to be called, so as not to seem unseemly?
Or further back, schooldays, splashing in the dirty waterlogged streets
Soaking wet, jumping in joy in puddles, splashing others,
School is closed; it’s a “Rainy Day!
”Adolescence, crouching under a balcony, waiting for a bus,
Sharing an umbrella, wishing the bus never comes
Later, leaving the auto to walk on the beach in the rain
Making an excuse that we couldn’t get any rickshaws
Later still, on a hilltop in Himachal, caught in a thunderstorm,
Soaked to the bone, my little baby on my shoulder,
Holding the hand of the older child, running to find shelter,
Cursing the idea of trekking with kids
Then, sheltered in a little hut by a fire
, Wrapped in the owners dirty old blanket
Thinking of what a great adventure we’ve had!
Another rain; graying now, me and my wife
Getting soaked in our driveway, refusing to go in
Neighbors’ comment- married people don’t behave like this
Now my babies have grown up and flown the nest
The childhood memories- shadowy like figures in the rain
My companion of so many rains- occupied by her own life and work
I stand alone in the wind, the spray wetting my face
Washing away traces of any other moisture
Good one!
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Thank you 😀
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WOW… Incredible! Not bad fur a human! *(purrs)*
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Who said anything about human WooF. Thanx 😀
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😺oops…sorry doggie boo!!!🐶
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Well it depends….I can be a Cool Cat too. 😀
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I like cool kats better… (Just sayin.. Nothin purrsonal)…
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Well, I was a hound dog till I got married, tried to stay a kewl kat till my kids became teenagers, then turned into an angry bird but now fast turning into an old jackass who will in turn become a dead Dodo
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😺MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!
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Thanx Hairball. Why don’t you try some more posts on my blog. Some more may make you purr.
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🐱 I plan to, human! *(trills)*💖
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Very nicely written. Reminds me that I need to do a post on rain too 🙂
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Thanx. Share it please & try some more of mine
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Beautiful. I can visualize the imagery and such is your powerful writing:)
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Thank you Vishal. You always make my day
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Written while crawling in a traffic jam in between phone calls on the incredibly beautiful Mumbai Pune expressway in torrential rain with the green hills dissapearing in the mist & about a 100 waterfalls in pouring rain . No time for prose or rhymes. 1st attempt @ blank verse in 30+ years & that time I wasn’t even sober . So judge me kindly
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Love your poem. Love the rain, too. I like to take pictures and videos almost every time.
Lily
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Love that. Thanx. Pl try other posts on my blog. Trust you won’t find them too dry
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Excellent soumyada….i am surprised to read that you can even write in between commercial break!!!!!hat’s off to you.. I am sure your poetic description should remind us all of ours childhood and adulthood….
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thank you 🙂 thats because im not a real poet 😀 my calling is being a lying down comic
On Sun, Aug 3, 2014 at 1:19 PM, Idyll Dreams of an Idle Fellow wrote:
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Very nicely expressed, Soumya.
Poignant indeed! 🙂
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thank you Poonam 🙂 Did i Stir Your Soul?
On Sun, Aug 3, 2014 at 3:18 PM, Idyll Dreams of an Idle Fellow wrote:
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Very evocative indeed.
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Thank you Sir. Coming from a renowned author this is truly gratifying
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Rain good to clean every thing including soul
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Yes it does. It rejuvinates too
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Beautiful poem! so is the accompanying picture! Thanks for sharing 🙂
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Thank you :). Orchids flourish in the rain. 🙂
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Nicely written “Dreams” soaked with romanticism
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wet dreams?
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Beautiful. Evocative. Touching.
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thank you. I am touched
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Pffttt…. my Pomes actually rhyme, too. I mean, really, blank verse? What a cop out! 🙂 🙂
I know exactly what you mean about poetry. I dare not call my own efforts by the grand name of poetry, so I call them Pomes. Remember Ern Goon and his “pore old…” pomes?
On the other hand, when I do manage to bring one out, the effort leaves me wrung out and spent for days. The last one I wrote was about a month ago and it was quite well received, one reader going so far as to label it my best writing of any kind so far. Unfortunately, it probably won’t resonate with Indian readers who have not experienced fall here.
It rhymes too…… 🙂
http://sloword.wordpress.com/2014/09/06/impending-autumn/
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yes of course, also I realise that it reeked of elitism & class bias. I too called my efforts “pomes” &’ its getting verse’ all others you notice are rhyming, including the 26 line one with each line starting with a diff alphabet, alphabetically. those are crafted. this one, embarrassingly enough, was spontaneous. we don’t think in rhymes unless we live in Musicals Ajesh. https://soumyamukherjee8.wordpress.com/2014/07/23/the-first-kiss-2/ https://soumyamukherjee8.wordpress.com/2014/07/26/a-z-a-26-line-alphabetical-piece-in-rhyming-couplets/ https://soumyamukherjee8.wordpress.com/2014/06/08/on-line-privacy-the-glass-house/ see, they all rhyme. limerics are there too if you like them 😀
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You do realise I was being facetious? I love limericks. I have written blank verse too and My Beloved Bangalan actually commended me on this one here Being There | Slo-Word
http://sloword.wordpress.com/category/pomes/page/2/
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A classmate of mine has become a fan after reading ur ,pome’. She’s a pretty Punjaban so keep it from. Ur pretty Bangalan
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Very cool!! I love fans… And the prettier the better 🙂
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You have found each other 😀
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I put to you
My point of view
On blank verse
Vs rhymed verse.
Find the former contrived
Seems a person really strived
To create an effect
–To me a defect.
I favour rhyme
Guess I love keeping time
Drumming out a beat
Seems awfully neat.
Yours,Soumya,seems nice,
You make blank verse no vice.
Personally, a novice in libre,I am
Too short the lines to cram
My poetic pangs..
The meaning hangs.
But,you,my friend,
Soldier on-a new trend
Seems to be on the horizon
Sadly,just isn’t my poison!!😊😊
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Fab rhyme Urvi :D. Take up blogging
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Felt too shy to go on your pal’spage-Mr Slow Word/Last word.I’ve never been to the US,but am entranced by the slide shows Msn used to put out on the net.It’s almost a tourist-worthy event!An annual on too.The colours of fall there are breathtaking,and my fave poet Robert Frost,captures the essence of fall in New England so well.Fall is beautiful in India,too.The rustle of fallen leaves in the wind on which I’d once commented somewhere that “there’s life in death”.Who doesn’t gasp at the beauty of the carpets of our lovely and fragrant tropical flowers-gul mohar,laburnum?😊
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Pl tell him. Will mk his day :D. We bloggers are starved for attention & constantly seeking validation. Urvi if you are reading comments pl try my rhyming verse whose links are there too
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It’s not “almost” a touristy thing. It absolutely breathtaking. Never be shy to leave a comment on my blog. I shall not only love it, but will be happy to chat. Thanks
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Aha! U hv found each other 😀
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Wise guy etc,who said I am a Punjaban?😊😊😊 Surnames of a common kind shared across Indian communities😊Btw,thanks for the compliment,I could not tell you had put a face to the name😊
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Pretty faces are always remembered. Even in the haze those college days were
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Wise guy!!..Awww!You are too kind😊Thanks.Though have never been a believer in” my face is my fortune “..😊😊😊
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You mean the rest of you was involved as well? 😉
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Beautiful, Dada, as always. 🙂
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Thank you 🙂 this really means a lot to me. Why have you dissapeared from the face of facebk?
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I have deleted my account completely, Soumya.
It is too artificial out there. Rosy summaries, perfect families, feel-good vacation photos, stupid mundane one-line posts, that irritating expectation that even my most immature posts must be ‘liked’ and those anesthetic ‘aawwws’ and ‘mooaaahhs’ and the sterile ‘hugs’………
……and the realization that I am not a very sociable person. 😀
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I get that. Wd lv to stay in touch though. Possible to share mail I’d?I’m a mktng guy so socialising is part of life
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Sure, Soumya, it will be a pleasure. It is achyutdutt@gmail.com
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Soumya Keep em flowing Buddy !!!!
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Cant stop ’em
On Tue, Oct 28, 2014 at 10:00 PM, Idyll Dreams of an Idle Fellow wrote:
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You should never feel reluctant to write seriously again. This is effective poetry for the mind.
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skinny or not, I’m falling for you ! Everyone finds me funny, But nobody takes me or what I write seriously 😦 You, and a few other readers seem to buck the trend 🙂
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The Indian monsoon poem- Once you get wet, you remain wet, your entire life, in parts and in memories.
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yes, thats true, and you dont want to dry out
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Reblogged this on Share Your Articles and commented:
my first attempt at poetry
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Recall the famous number”Just walkin in the rain”.And who says married folks don’t behave this way.. c’mon we are well ahead of you… married 4decades ago…..slightest indication….in Gurgaon even a drizzle will do…and we rush out….. ocassionally splash water from the puddles.One of my greatest memories of rain is the pleasure we used to get by cycling through flooded streets.Another school memory is of making placards to announce a holiday and moving with it on the roads for the benefit of late comers….during heavy rain schools used to close down often then.Thanks…loved it
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Wonderful. Great to see kindred spirits
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♡ Extremely heart touching poem, recalling varied experiences with the rains 🍀💐💐💐🎯 💙 🧡 💚💥 !
♡ Experience in Himachal, caught in a thunderstorm, is frightening to read.
♡ Most inspiring:
♡ “I stand alone in the wind, the spray wetting my face
Washing away traces of any other moisture”.
♡ Praiseworthy lines, making this poem a Treasure indeed 🏆🏆🏆:
♡ “Some people feel the rain.
♡ “Others just get wet”.
♡ Best wishes, 💥
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