Summer's Rain Comments

Rain! ! ! ! A dry land needs water. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

As rain can only Wipe away The dryness and Release the tears of pain That lie under Forced smiles of layers very fine comparisons dear Bharati, all those who have suffered a lot will understand the meaning of your poem.. thank you. very much. tony

This is such a beautiful poem. I always think of winter and snow in these terms, but you've shown me a new lens with rain in summer. Your images and word choices are rich with promise of rainbows. Wonderful. Pam (Jette) ...still working on your write up... ;)

i'm not sure what you are saying here: As rain can only Wipe away The dryness and Release the tears of pain.............and i wonder if you want As rain can only.... or As only rain can... .....................................................to me there is a difference. :) smiles of layers........again, i don't understand. if it were layers of smiles i MIGHT understand. i'm 'not good' at interpreting symbolism, assuming that is what some of the poem is: symbolism. in the U.S. summer follows spring, so i don't know why you talk of the bird's song coming alive in summer and then speak of it being heard in spring. am i 'missing something'? ? i think so. :) :) i don't know the cuckoo's singing schedule here. i've only recognized cuckoos twice in my whole lifetime of 'watching birds'. i must not visit the 'right' places. bri :) bri :)

A beautiful write a pleasure to read

very interesting poem rain and tears does give relief but not always happy ending.

Rain and tears, both bringing relief beautifully brought out in your poem. I enjoyed reading this write. Thanks

The rainbow does not always represent a dream. In some cultures, the rainbow is an omen that forecasts our passing beyond this life. For instance, in the poems of Tsangyang Gyatso, the rainbow will escort him out of this life. In the realm between lifetimes he must choose the color that he identifies, and that color will influence his future birth. Hence before his death he sees the colors of the rainbow beckoning.

Just as the dry land is washed by rain, a sore face is cleansed by tears! The comparison is great! We all welcome the first summer rains with shouts of joy! Enjoyed the poem!

'As rain can only Wipe away The dryness and Release the tears of pain ..... yes, it is. Amusing depiction. A captivating poem I like most. Thanks for sharing such a gem. ....10

Truly, summer's rain is more joyful than the monsoon