Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Poem 158 - A Rainy Day

Rainy Day, Umbrellas are up
Sipping hot coffee in a cup
Reading a newspaper and watching the rain
The farmer is happy, the potter is in pain

Making my socks sticky and muddy
When the rain falls the umbrella is my buddy
Car drives by splashes water on me
People smile, as my muddy shoes I see

I go back home, wash my legs thoroughly
It is time to eat hot food and watch T.V
As the rain passes to the next town
On my bed, sleepy and tired I break down
-Gaurang Rao


  1. Great use of the rhyme scheme gaurang......u've got a good head start n immense amount of support.... :)

    u are going great...... :)

  2. Fantastic projection of thoughts !!


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