Cloud-gazing,
Mud-splashing,
Rain-bathing…
Lightning the puzzled dart,
Thunder mocking the earth,
Monsoon thrills every heart;
Dead vegetation springs,
As though from a hot hearth,
Earth so happily sings…
Pollution and heat pinching the bone,
Sniffling, sneezing and itching ended,
Humid weather and heat rashes gone;
Food fabrication; Oomph creation,
Monsoon as resurrection scented,
It’s nature’s existence causation;
Earth her best of vegetations yield,
With monsoon as its protective shield,
Creation does its power wield.

(3-6-9 Poem)