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The Rain

The Rain

The trees had been dry, dull and dusty

throughout the harsh summer..

As they wearily stand..

the clouds get darker,

heralding the monsoon...

'The rain is coming soon '

The wind gently whispers...


And then comes he rain  ...

casting his spell all over..

Spellbound are the tiny grass

and so are the mighty trees .


Ohh! what an artful wizard he is!!

even the strong and stubborn trees

dance to his myriad tunes and rhythms..

They know he could get unruly at times

cause havoc and  uproot them altogether..

Still they dance with maniacal fervour...


Soon it's wet and green all over

tender sprouts everywhere..

When the Sun shines again

the lustrous greens glow,

like girls brimming with love,  

unable to conceal their blush..


The rain ..

What a skillful wizard he is!!

He casts his spell on human minds...

Moods change as he moves his wand..

Sometimes pleasant, sometimes sad,

Sometimes exuberant sometimes gloomy..


Though notoriously reckless,

no one can eschew his charm..

it's impossible to abstain from

getting drenched in his passionate love. 

What a coquettish, charming lover he is!!


Preetha Raj





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