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06 Jul

I opened my eyes
And looked up at the rain,
And it dripped in my head
And flowed into my brain,
And all that I hear as I lie in my bed
Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head.

I step very softly,
I walk very slow,
I can’t do a handstand–
I might overflow,
So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said–
I’m just not the same since there’s rain in my head.

Shel Silverstein(1930 – 1999)

 
4 Comments

Posted by on July 6, 2013 in Uncategorized

 

4 responses to “Rain

  1. jalpa

    July 16, 2013 at 2:07 pm

    vry nyc poem.

     
  2. kinjal rathod

    September 30, 2013 at 7:34 pm

    YES, SIR THERE IS RAIN IN OUR MIND ALSO.WE TRY TO GET EACH AND EVERY DROP i.e RAIN OF KNOWLEDGE.

     
  3. afsana

    October 1, 2013 at 12:40 pm

    I see passiveness in the poem…but good one

     
  4. Kiran

    January 27, 2014 at 10:31 pm

    As rain is necessary so is education.

     
 
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