Theme: Spirituality

Golden Shower



Scattered by the broken string, bent to pick the beads.
You stood with some in cupped hands, did you my thoughts read?
Led me gently to balcony, to show Laburnum bloom.
Clusters of bright yellow flowers watch them with awe, droop.
 
Yellow petals formed a carpet, underneath the tree
You said its called golden shower, from far one can see.
The breeze carries the flowers, away from the loose bunch,
Just like my beads got separated, and I sat hunched.
 
I forgot about my rosary, as we stepped in the avenue.
Your nearness and fragrant air blurred the view.
Careful not to crush the blossoms, lying on the grass,
We strolled hand in hand, exchanging a glance…   
 

29-Apr-2011

More By  :  Mamta Agarwal

Views: 1389     Comments: 3

Comments on this Poem

Comment thanks Kumeredraji for Amaltas does inspire to compose poems on it.

Dear Sandra,
Thanks for following my work, your comments are always very heart warming


Mamta

mamta.ag1@gmail.com
03-May-2011 10:56 AM

Comment A beautiful poem Mamta..which inspired me to write one too on the laburnum blossoms

sandramartyres
03-May-2011 07:53 AM

Comment What a coincidence! I have just composed a mail with the subject 'Amaltas', and here it is!! The transparent yellow is eye-catching - both the poem and the poet. Thanks for sharing.

Kumarendra Mallick
30-Apr-2011 06:48 AM


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