American Haiku
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American Haiku

The Language of Rain

An American Haiku about Rain

Photo by Jan-Willem on Unsplash

like an unwritten song waiting
to be heard, the raindrops
disturbed the leaves.

the poem happened
when the fragrance
awakened the flowers.

“the language of rain
can’t be understood by all”
the stars whispered quietly.



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Priyanka Srivastava

Priyanka Srivastava

Editor of ShabdAaweg Review, Writer when I am free, Artist when my words are silent and reader when there are books which I love to read.