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Again there started the shower




She went to the garden where the Moon is lower
Sharing fairy tales with smiling face of flower

Having picked some rainbows she filled her basket
Collected shining stars and dumped her pocket
And all her way, the colours of rainbow and stars
Leaked make the heavenly trails

The snow cheered lying on her doorstep
The sun dwelled on her wrist
And, even the rain dropped by her on its thirst,
Though, none there on real to stop the tails of snakes
That creeped on the legs and made her slip
By the sideways the people selling their ownselves
Offered not a hand to hold her up.

Then I, a passer by on my way
collecting colors for the butterflies of my garden
Pleased to give her one,
And then her earth got the orbit back!

The tails of snakes got ashed by the curses of her weep
Well, that is the blessing Of heaven she did always keep
Again, hoisted the smile on lips, heaps of love on eyes,
She kneeled down and started picking stars!
Now again there started the shower from where it stopped

1 comments:

Natchatra said...

//Pleased to give her one,
And then her earth got the orbit back!//

It is true kanna....if people know that there is someone to help us in the bad times...all their biiig troubles become something really really very small.....This poem gives such a great feeling...Thanks....