Sitting in the room an old man on an old arm chair,
Watching the clouds the glasses of the closed windows,
Wiping sweats in the artificial touches of ceiling fan's air,
Waiting for diverged light in seven colors of the rainbows,
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For the body, touches of cold blows and kisses of showers And the same for the heart too hot like the burning fires, I became dunk when I saw the ecstatic colorful flowers, What of me, the whole god ship I saw insane in desires, Beauty unveiled itself in steps one by one during the dance, Life was, life is and life will always be a risky romance. - - - - - - - Wow- -It brings back childhood memories - - -want to go back in time and become a child again.
Beautifully written. It expresses how I feel, better than I can.
A wonderful title on a great theme; nature. The wonders and beauty of nature is irresistible. The utter joy it brings is unfathomable. This beautiful poem vividly depicts such attributes of nature.10+++++
An old man sits in chair and watches rain through widow. He experiences the joy of grandchildren playing in rain. Body touches cold blows of wind and raindrops wet mind. Beauty and risky romantic dance motivate mind. Grandfather calls children to come back inside room and not to wet in rain more. Childhood memories freshly restore rain again. An excellent poem is well penned...10
wonderful expression // lovely writing with good romantic sense