Theme: Nature

The Monsoon Moves


The monsoon flies to quench
the throat of the charred land,
There are millions of clouds
in his watery musical band.
I can feel the proud rumbles
of the galloping great clouds,
Their thundering contents us
as it sounds sweet and loud.
Nature seems eagerly waiting
for the divine and healing rain,
The monsoon ever brings to us
the remedies for hurt and pain.
The Indian ocean sends fast
the celestial showers to us,
The Arabian Sea too propels
the monsoon's cloudy rush.
We ever imagine how it rains
that reinvigorates the dry life,
Farmers wish to go to the fields,
the rain will end this odd strife.
Children are ready to jump
and frolic in the rainy fest,
Raincoats and umbrellas wait
to welcome the rainy guest.
Image © Shailesh Kumar Mishra


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