The clouds are pouring
Pots full of rain
It is not for a day or two
But since a fortnight
In forthright

The drains flow to the brim
And just a way to cleanse and trim
All the roads inundate in floods
And restrict movement in continuous thuds

Leaves shower drizzles
On our heads like blessings of elders
Wishing us all a greenish future
In the days to come in clasps of nature

Fields flourish with crops
And rains tend them as props
Water undoubtedly an elixir of our dear lives
And we live healthily in doses of water intakes

Let us not water down the thick and dark clouds
And let them forever shower streams of water sounding in loud