Kiran Bisht Poet Free verse

First Shower of Rain

Warmth grows from the dense cold mist
Call of nightjars disguise the isolation
Majesty of the sun obscured by overcast dawn
Radiance of the bonfire dwindles and dies
Rampant raindrops fall freely on my forehead
Papilio emerge from the rain as the first rain falls
Droplets on the butterfly’s wings reflect turquoise hue
A snail takes refuge under a fresh fallen leave
It crawls on my diary leaving a trail of the first rainfall

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Beata Agustin July 28, 2024 at 8:41 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Ovidiu Bocsa July 27, 2016 at 7:59 AM The Fancy Fairy runs barefooted through the dew drops watering the sleep of nature awaken by the subtle voice of your verses:raindrops fall freely on my forehead... I am the Senator of the snail in a hurry to catch the next shower of rain on the living lived path of the colored leaves floating on the golden river and time.