Persona of Rain — A Poem
Many have thunderstorms inside but settle on outside. The world unsees them until they roar. For the one's soothing inner thunders every day — this poem is for you.
By Areeba Ashrafi
Thunder-
Makes me wonder,
How impeccable is the persona of rain!
It starts with an angry roar of its incoming,
and descends like a crying cloud,
It calms the surroundings like a soothing mother,
And then settles with the sand,
like a crying child,
that submits to his mother with a piece of chocolate in his hand!
Rain, I thought to myself-
It submits to the earth!
Forgetting all its glory,
Coming down from the sky,
As if it forgets,
That it began with a blast 💥
It forgets along the way
and submits at the end,
to rise again and fill the clouds.
Rain -
Truly never submits then,
I thought to myself.
In reality, it silents itself,
Until to rise again and dense the clouds.
So,
Rain- tells the world-
I'm here to shower,
I'm here to drench,
I will leave a mark of myself from the skies to the earth,
But I will always circulate,
And never submit!
Rain-
I now wonder,
Reminds me of someone else that roars,
Sits in quiet disposition,
Until it roars again.
It rules the jungle,
And never settles!
Rain – has the persona of a Lion!
Copyright: Areeba Ashrafi
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Areeba Ashrafi
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