R – Rains!

A to Z Challenge – Nature and I

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By July the monsoon bells ring in the Indian peninsula as the entire country is drenched in the sanguine pearls from the heavens. The parched land finds much respite from the sweltering summer heat sapping all energy from the flora and fauna. The insipid leaves get a glossy green makeover, insects cavort around in trilling conversations, meandering rivers swell with gushing pride, pastoral meadows awaken from their withered slumber, farmers send a prayer of gratitude, children squeal in glee, artistic minds conceive creative odes. Man and nature rejoice under the magical spell of rains.

Wafting petrichor

verdurous euphonic song

monsoon nirvana

When I watch the showers from my window, I realize apart from the sensory delight, there are many things it teaches us.

When the moisture overwhelms the clouds, they let go of their burden, in the form of rain. We need to imbibe the same. When we find it difficult to carry the emotional baggage in life, it is imperative that we learn to let go of it. The more we hold on to the pain, further down it will suck us into a dark whirlpool. So just like the rains, our emotions need a healthy release. Letting go is very vital to heal ourselves.

Every storm runs out of rain – Maya Angelou

At times, the overcast dark clouds and the incessant rain dampens our spirit and thwarts our plans. But in reality, this brooding melancholy doesn’t last forever. After hours of rain, the sky eventually clears up with the sun shining bright and sometimes rewarding us with a beautiful chromatic rainbow. With the same analogy, problems in life however bad they are, will be sorted and life will smile at us. Optimistic attitude is like an umbrella protecting us from getting drenched from the miseries of life.

You can read my earlier posts from the challenge here.

Monsoon Nirvana!

person walking on road between green grass field during daytime
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Monsoon bells ring in the month of August, as the entire Indian peninsula is under a cloud cover. The country revels, as pellets of rains kiss the parched earth, providing much relief from the sweltering heat that saps all energy. Fresh organic landscapes replace the arid barren plains. The insipid leaves indulge in an emerald green makeover, insects cavort around in trilling conversations, meandering rivers swell with gushing pride, pastures hide under a lush grassy duvet, farmers send in a prayer of gratitude and romantic hearts drench in amorous reverie.  Man and nature rejoice, under the magical spell of the rains.

heavenly showers

verdure poetic canvas

monsoon nirvana

dversepoets Haibun Monday : August

Rains!

Shweta’s 6 word story prompt #49 : Rain.

I have tried to highlight different facets of rain. Hope you like them.

Water, Raindrops, Raining, Wet, Liquid, Splashing

First rains satiate the parched earth

Smell of petrichor kindled happy memories

The nature sings a verdant euphony

Puddles, paper boats, laughter childhood nostalgia

Rains, book, hot tea – happiness unlimited

Romantic hearts drench in rainy reverie

The incessant rains left travelers stranded

Ire of the rains wreaked havoc

Monsoon meant leaky roofs, wet indoors

Farmers rejoice as bountiful crops sway

Muse of artists and poets alike

Melange of promise – elixir of life

Song of Nature!

 

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Verdant patches of lush foliage greet me,

on a drive across the countryside

the landscape adorns itself

in boundless hues of green

the once dusty wilted stems

paled under the scorching heat

now comes alive.

Soaked and satiated,

the trees swing in gay abandon.

The showers from heavenly skies

grace the earth with magic, as

the rains sing a pleasant melody

called the song of nature!

 

 

 

Song of Nature!

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Verdant patches of lush foliage greet me,

on a drive across the countryside

the landscape adorns itself

in boundless hues of green

the once dusty wilted stems

paled under the scorching heat

now comes alive.

Soaked and satiated,

the trees swing in gay abandon.

The showers from heavenly skies

grace the earth with magic, as

the rains sing a pleasant melody

called the song of nature!

 

 

Sidlak – Gloomy!

Storm Clouds, Clouds, Thunderstorm, Grey, Sky, Gloomy
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Insipid

set in monochrome

dull overcast canvas drifts

the breeze plays a melancholic tune

paints a gloomy grey picture!

Sidlak poetry (sid/lak) is a structured poetry consisting of 5 lines with 3-5-7-9 syllables AND A COLOR. The last line must be a COLOR that describes the whole poem ( no restriction on syllables) or the feelings of the writer.

The Solo Trip!

In response to Kat’s twittering tale # 131. Write a tale in 280 letters or less.

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Her first solo trip abroad, had taught Annie life skills and learning beyond the two decades of formal education.

Missed flight, incessant weather, bitter experience, helpful people, diverse culture, dealing with situations….it was a mixed bag.

She was now ready to take on life!

Letter count 280

Rains!

Guess, its the magic of the pearly white drops that blessed us today, that prompted me to write these haikus on the rain. Attempting to capture the effect of rains on different people.  Hope you like them 🙂

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Splashing on puddles

paper boats, with squeals of laughter

children euphoric!

 

Grey clouds shower blessings

visuals of crops dancing

happy peasant beams!

 

Incessant drops fall

the swing in the porch beckons

with coffee and book!

 

Sweet scent of raindrops

brings in amorous fragrance

lovers rhapsody!

 

The monsoon brings in

a melange of promises

elixir of life!

 

Dark clouds seal the sky

torrents of missiles drop down

deluge all across!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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