Monday, September 29, 2008

Dream About Rain…




From the dust, hotness and draught
of Summer holidays,
The thunder and lightning
Of rain, started its pitter-patter
Then it cover me with happy
The flowers get up fresh
And the children made
small paper ships,
It flowed through the
Water of rain.
Between the rain was
Shouted the thunder
and I become afraid,
and when I frightened and
wake up, I realized that,
There was no rain,
No lightning and thunder
And no ships,
It was full of Dreams.

- Saani edathanattukara