The sun rises,
The clouds burst,
Amidst the mist,
A memory churns,
Into the rain
It is hurled.
And then it beams into the sky,
Behind the mountain of joy.
The rain cedes
But leaves behind,
The seeds of a dream.
I clicked this photograph from the window of our car, in the German countryside. I have edited it to give it a prophetic look.
For more of my photography, visit my Instagram: himanshusahay
I am a 17-year old Indian student in Dubai, preparing for my transition to college in the United States this year. I am fanatically in love with cars, Manchester United, mathematics and crime fiction. Most of my articles have been written in odd places like washrooms and school buses, hope you like 'em!
Cheers!
May 19, 2012 at 2:21 am
Great picture, nice poem! Thanks for visiting my blog.
May 19, 2012 at 6:25 am
Thanks and you’re welcome!
May 19, 2012 at 10:54 pm
Exceptional photo….your poem blew my mind – so emotionally evocative…I’ll be back…
May 19, 2012 at 10:55 pm
Thanks a ton! You’re welcome to follow. 🙂
May 20, 2012 at 4:31 am
Brilliant depiction in rhythmic words that swirl! Sincerely Deborah
May 20, 2012 at 8:08 pm
Thank you for your rave reviews! 🙂
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May 30, 2012 at 8:34 pm
well written dear
May 30, 2012 at 9:02 pm
Thankyou!
May 30, 2012 at 9:05 pm
sorry it took me so long to respond to your request, your comment was in the spam file
June 30, 2012 at 11:29 am
Loved the poem u really have got words loved the picture great work!
June 30, 2012 at 11:30 am
That’s great! Thanks!
June 30, 2012 at 11:30 am
Gosh i looked at the picture again its stunning!
June 30, 2012 at 1:41 pm
Haha, it’s not that great I reckon. 😛