'A silent ebony night still no fear, no fright coase I am not alone There is someone who is known.
They are the tiny drops from the sky. who are so pure that they connot deny They quitely listen to all that we say then, touch the earth or vanish in a bay.
I love to walk in the rain cause no one can feel my pain. No one can see me cry cause tears mix with them and finally die.'
Sean, you're welcome. Used to write poems until a publiser saw my work and wanted to publish it...I was frightened, as a stone...and I wrote maybe 4 or 5 poems more and stopped..I was 24.))
Since I'm good in 'misleading' people they offered me a job in advertisement, the rest is history.)
Beautiful poem dear Claude! Cordiales salutations Votre Hans
...just thinking...
ReplyDelete'A silent ebony night
still no fear, no fright
coase I am not alone
There is someone who is known.
They are the tiny drops from the sky.
who are so pure that they connot deny
They quitely listen to all that we say
then, touch the earth or vanish in a bay.
I love to walk in the rain
cause no one can feel my pain.
No one can see me cry
cause tears mix with them and finally die.'
Written by Mondal.
...just remembering...
ReplyDeleteRaindrops
on a window
slowly slide down
like tears
on cheeks.
It leaves a mark
one can erase
with a tissue.
But glass withstands
a huge amount of rain.
My face
is all used up
by tears.
Is it the salt in them
that deepens the wrinkles
and burns, anew, the wound?
Written by Claude.
Hans -
ReplyDeleteMondal writes so beautifully of the rain's companionship, sharing, hiding and healing our pain through the night.
Merci!
Now, what a surprise. :) What a lovely surprise.
ReplyDeleteDear Hans, dear Claudia,
thank you very very much.
Sean, you're welcome.
ReplyDeleteUsed to write poems until a publiser saw my work and wanted to publish it...I was frightened, as a stone...and I wrote maybe 4 or 5 poems more and stopped..I was 24.))
Since I'm good in 'misleading' people they offered me a job in advertisement, the rest is history.)
Beautiful poem dear Claude!
Cordiales salutations
Votre
Hans