RAIN

[Shahrear]

Rain

Hey! Can you hear the sound?
The sweet soft sound of rain.
Makes a rhythm, goes on,
Drop! Another drop and many drops!
Gives you a tone, makes you desire
Feel it ,  this is now her life
She cries like the rain. The sound
Is sweet but she is in pain
Lost love makes her so.
I am a coil goes round in her head
She asked for love, I said no!
She is in me, I feel; laying in bed, alone
But I contemplate: I will touch the zenith of glory,
This tyrannic decision is made
So, I let her raining.


MD. Hasan Shahrear

[Shamim Ansary]

Nice poem Shahrear. It seems, the poem is written for me---- the thoughts are mine, and the presentation is your!

I love rain. I like to be flashed away by rain.

[Shahrear]

Thanx

Brother, Hope you a rainy life.

Take Care

[cmkhasan]

What a reality Hasan has depicted. Love the innocent emotion is failed to the harsh reality. I vow Mr. Hasan for his real observation of the present lives around us where 'rain' has become peoples tears only because of 'tyrannic' reality (to achieve the earthly possession).


I appreciate this sort of depiction, though some people take the meaning in another way!

[Shahrear]

Kumrul,

Thank you for the compliment; yes life is not so easy in this rock solid world. Your poetic genius is reflected in the appreciation of Rain.

Best Wishes.