Valsa George Poet Free verse

Rain, Rain

(Rain is wreaking havoc in our land due to depression formed in the Bay of Bengal)


Over me 
a grey dappled 
cloud ridden sky
no one yearns to gaze at

below me,
rushing rivulets
of water!

between, 
needles of rain
that sings 
to nobody
but pricking 
every heart,
scripting tragic tales!
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May.11. 2022-05-11

Placed Fifth
A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest

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Bill Baker June 4, 2022 at 4:41 PM Congratulations on your win, Valsa. Excellent description of the weather problems you're facing. Thanks for sharing, Bill

JC Brul May 13, 2022 at 5:16 PM Such a cinematic rendition of sublime composition! Excellent!! congratulations dear friend!

Sotto Poet May 13, 2022 at 3:10 PM Back with heartfelt congratulations for your contest win, Valsa.

Tom Cunningham May 12, 2022 at 1:09 AM Or as the farmers call it, liquid sunshine. Tom

Gershon Wolf May 11, 2022 at 11:14 AM 'Needles of rain' - a very apt description!... When the rain comes in torrents, like iron spikes driving through you. :) gw

Rico Leffanta May 11, 2022 at 9:57 AM Where do you live in India that is enjoying a drop of rain? Aloha!

Sotto Poet May 11, 2022 at 6:33 AM Dear Valsa, you have captured some beautiful gloomy shots. Although breathtakingly gorgeous, it is sad that this magnificent environment has been tarnished.

Anil Deo May 11, 2022 at 5:55 AM Sad. Sis Valsa. Climate change; stubborn humans. We can turn it around ... Only if ( third stanza is powerful, uniquely spelled out in hearts accents). Shalom shalom

Vijay Pandit May 11, 2022 at 5:04 AM Rainy, gloomy frames--well captured, Valsa.

Demetrios Trifiatis May 11, 2022 at 2:47 AM Impressively beautiful, my dearest, Valsa. Heaven's melody! Blessings.

Victor Buhagiar May 11, 2022 at 1:45 AM Pity that a lovey landscape is spoilt.