Falling Rain

Falling Rain short poem

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A falling raindrop,
Clear as a crystal,
Hang on a leaf,
Till it splashes down.

There’s nothing,
As magical as the rain,
Falling on the hillside,
And rolling down in a chain.

There’s music in the rain,
As they fall down,
A song in each drop,
That comes from its soul.

There is an art in rain,
And colors in the dark clouds,
A light as it thunders,
With  three magical words of the heart.

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Viswas Menon


very impressive….
“A song in each drop,
That comes from its soul.”
wow…so creative a coinage …
yes ..rain is always heart warming…as it brings with it hope …growth and life…

love your poems…looking forward to more …regards

ammu sachariah

There is music in the rain ………if we listen……………if we enjoy.
I enjoyed each and every word of your poem.


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