When Sky Paints Earth


Poetry Type: Free Verse


Silver black clouds passing slowly as a wayfarer man

Staying as sojourner in all areas ranging minutes to hours.


In regions where flora and fauna waits for its arrival,

In  regions where sand dunes plays to wind’s tune and

Regions where verdurous roots swims in plethora of water

And bushes sleeps in wet air surrounding their colony.


The sky  splashing  achromous drops of paints on earth

To increase the hue of lifeless leaves,colorless flowers,

Shade-less woods,protein-less fertile lands –  warm rays

Of the fireball filtered by atmosphere to dry the painting.


-Sudharsan Srinivasan

Image Source: www. scenicreflections.com



At last,the generosity of rain god in my state a couple of weeks ago not only exempted drought of rainfall, but, also drought of  my imagery. I am happy that I could write a poem again. Thoughts are welcomed as I feel like I have written my first poem.





4 responses »

  1. Praveena says:

    Well written,Sudharsan !!!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Rajiv says:


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