Monsoon magic
25 June, 2007
When the clouds covers the skies,
Ohh! What a happy gloomy feeling… arise
Looking at the water drops
From the corner of the panes,
Gentle breeze touches my face
No answer appears right
As much as I try to find,
How this weather soothes my heart… my mind
Calling for someone
Sitting on top of a rock,
To have a silent talk
Alone I hum a song
Nobody listening to my quiet sound,
The rain lends music in the background.
Hiding the lord of light
When the clouds covers the skies,
Ohh! What a happy gloomy feeling… arise
Wish this lasts forever
But would it be so pleasant,
If this climate never ends?
The magic of monsoon season
Probably lies in its turn,
After a difficult and sweaty sun.
Labels: Monsoon poem, nature, Poetry, Short poem
