Monsoon showers

With sweltering heat

around every street

We fume fret and strut

with trickling perispiration

down our cheeks.

Sweating sweating

restlessly beyond the

marrow of our bones.


In mad rush we

drive down to nearby

Hill station

scale the mountain table top


Seek solace and solitude


In the lap of the woods

Cool and green

in silvery sheen

we speed across

The dark clouds


the whole prospectus


With lightening and thunder

To our great wonder

Clouds burst into deluge


Of water blinding our

eyes and face

Drenching us to the

barest skin

We struggle scramble

helter skelter

to reach for a safe shelter.


Scores of men women

Children dancing in the rains

Like beautiful swans


the monsoon shower

On the mountain table tower


It pours pours pours

relentlessly unmindful

of the joys bringing

to the

parched millions


cooling and comforting

us to

our immense joys.






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