Monsoon

a poem by Christuraj Alex

Morning-sun lit in tentativeness gets delayed
Oozing white blood, rain-sprinkler licentiously sprayed
Nostalgic breeze wedded with moisture gladly stayed
Soil, seeking fresh vegetations wet set arrayed
Overwhelmed earthly creatures enchantingly swayed
Ozone layer cooled consoled feeling greatly saved
Nimble rhythm and harmony of cosmos remade

(Acrostic Poem)