Sunday, 20 July 2014

Rain


The thick grey clouds
looked like bubbles
of hope in the sky
to the creatures
of the world
who detests the heat.

The thunder rumbled
and lightning struck
from the top
where the almighty played his game

The cold wind blew
bringing with it,
the sense of exuberance
of beginning of good things

Tiny little rain drops
fall on the ground
making tiny spots everywhere
while the fauna lit bright
at the touch of the water

The monsoon has come
marking the end
of the summertime sadness
Seasons change
bringing with them
new changes in life

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