Here comes the monsoon
in her natural form,
flooding the rivers,sinking the shores
washing away the land,
taking away many lives
leaving behind loneliness, pain
and tears
But,
her beauty, admired by all
her arrival , what we all wait for
people travel long distances
to fill their eyes with cumulonimbus,
where her strength is hidden
The cold wind accompanying her
takes away the umbrella you carry
for self protection
A cup of coffee with your loved one
as the rain drops silently
You love walking with her
she hugs you with love
Monsoon, the season of love
and new births,peacocks
dance with colourful feathers
makes you feel relaxed and joyful
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