Wednesday, January 21, 2009

it had rained..

Last drop of the rain,
Has landed on my window pane.
Clouds part, sky clears,
Sun shines through my window pane.
Last drop of the rain,
Sparkles in a golden hue,
Of the setting sun;
Evening of a rainy day.
With my fingers,
I touch the drop,
And it rolls down,
Delicately, down the window pane.
With the last drop gone,
I fail to prove,
To my soul who just woke up,
That it had rained!!


Musings of a wanderer said...

It is a delicate delicacy.

Aruna said...

Rini, has said it all :)

Just the experience, oh! :)..I feel like I touched the raindrop too :)