Tuesday 25th July 2017,
Poetry Potion

Two Raindrops by Nosisa Ngwata

I solemly stand in my shack,
And I stare in shock;
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall

I stare at my drenched belongings,
And franticaly I save some;
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall

It starts with two fat raindrops,
Then it is raining cats and dogs;
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall

The spring rain leaks on my roof,
My shack is flooded;
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall

All because of my leaking roof,
Everything is soaking wet;
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall

The earth dances with joy,
It quenches its thirst;
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall.

The daisies smile widely,
They blossom stunningly.
Pit Pat Pit Pat
Two raindrops fall.

The rain is a refreshing interlude,
But it has left me with no roof over my head.

Nosisa Ngwata is a writer and poetees. She hails from East London.
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3 Comments

  1. danmore takaendesa makoni 9 September 2015 at 9:15 pm

    Would have wanted it to go on a bit more,
    To tease the happiness of flora then,,
    To unfold and spread joy of fauna then,,
    To estimate hope then,,
    To penetrate the joy of the earth then
    Would have wanted it to go on a bit more.
    Pit pat pit pat
    Two raindrops fall

    • Nosisa Ngwata 11 September 2015 at 10:44 am

      Thank you for those who read and liked. And to danmore takaendesa makoni, I will definitely look at your suggestion.

  2. danmore takaendesa makoni 16 September 2015 at 1:13 pm

    That’ll be great. Would also be privileged to share my collection with the panel