Whispers Of Rain

RatnaMalliswari · Oct 1, 2024

On this rainy day, I recollected our untold story,standing on my balcony with a cup of tea in hand
Watching the rain cascade down, I had my eye on you,we both looked at each other, eye to eye, and in that instant, everything else faded away,I was lost in your own world
Suddenly, someone shook me from my thoughts it was my mom, her concern pulled me back to reality from your world
When I looked back, you disappeared
The moment I saw you was so brief,
I couldn't grasp it,a fleeting truth in fading sights
The moments that lingered between us,
Filled with unspoken words and shared glances,haunted me through the night
The next morning, I searched for you,
Eager to meet, to feel you near
Days passed, yet you remained elusive,
Always in my thoughts, forever clear
Days passed, and I searched for you,
Standing in the same spot where our story began
The rain fell again, and just as I thought to leave,the girl beside me lifted her umbrella—it was you
Joy surged through me, limitless and bright,each drop of rain turned into a melody,Inviting me to dance, to sing just for you
Somehow, you sensed my unspoken feelings,together we could forge a single path,
A journey where our hearts beat as one
Today, it's raining again, and you sit beside me,but I’m not watching the raindrops cascade;
Instead, I’m lost in the memories of our untold love story,captured in the whispers of rain.

Regards
Ratna

sln · Oct 1, 2024

RatnaMalliswari said: ↑

On this rainy day, I recollected our untold story,standing on my balcony with a cup of tea in hand
Watching the rain cascade down, I had my eye on you,we both looked at each other, eye to eye, and in that instant, everything else faded away,I was lost in your own world
Suddenly, someone shook me from my thoughts it was my mom, her concern pulled me back to reality from your world
When I looked back, you disappeared
The moment I saw you was so brief,
I couldn't grasp it,a fleeting truth in fading sights
The moments that lingered between us,
Filled with unspoken words and shared glances,haunted me through the night
The next morning, I searched for you,
Eager to meet, to feel you near
Days passed, yet you remained elusive,
Always in my thoughts, forever clear
Days passed, and I searched for you,
Standing in the same spot where our story began
The rain fell again, and just as I thought to leave,the girl beside me lifted her umbrella—it was you
Joy surged through me, limitless and bright,each drop of rain turned into a melody,Inviting me to dance, to sing just for you
Somehow, you sensed my unspoken feelings,together we could forge a single path,
A journey where our hearts beat as one
Today, it's raining again, and you sit beside me,but I’m not watching the raindrops cascade;
Instead, I’m lost in the memories of our untold love story,captured in the whispers of rain.

Regards
Ratna
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sln · Oct 1, 2024

Just lovely.Words matching imagination.

RatnaMalliswari · Oct 1, 2024

sln said: ↑

Just lovely.Words matching imagination.
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Hello @sln sir
I’m glad to know,you find the connection between words and imagination in my poetry !
Thank you for spending your valuable time and giving feedback.
Regards
Ratna

Thyagarajan · Oct 1, 2024

A dramatic monologue from a pluviophile . Rain triggered or rain sound -pitter patter - triggered you to those thoughts from your balcony. Your lover in serenade but disappeared as you were intercepted by mom who brought you back to ground reality.

In the end you say he was beside and you heard whispering of pouring rain but what it whispered you left it for imagination of the reader. You began with instant love; was it a crush just longing for his re-appearance ....

RAIN is God’s own poetry and and it’s romantic whispers hard to hear. Rain drops impact on air molecules dispel the air which momentarily cause vacuum and air try to rush in and that produces whispers! But if it rains cats and dogs, would it lend itself for romanticism?

Very apt usage of words expressed the yearning in short & sweet lines.

RatnaMalliswari · Oct 2, 2024

Hello @Thyagarajan sir

Thyagarajan said: ↑

In the end you say he was beside and you heard whispering of pouring rain
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The character in the poetry traversing from present to past.
Looking pouring rain he moved to past,where he met his love,now they are together.He recollected his love story.
In the last to get connect with title I added whispers of rain,to bring feel of poetry,I got a thought of adding title name at end of poetry, similar to thyagaraja kurti,where poet add his name in last charnam,to give identification even in anamachary kirtan,poet add lord Venkateswara name in the last charnam.
To bring uniqueness to poetry,I felt such signature are needed.
Thank you for your feedback and spending your valuable time .
Regards
Ratna