It’s the arrival of the monsoon
Cooling down summer it’s a boon
Cool breeze heralding signal embryonic
Parched dry lands awaiting the sky tonic
Soaking up the dry lands finally a respite
Replenishing with precious life giving, a sight
Dams filling up reserves for all year through
How would we survive without human tools
It’s misadventures city-breds persevering
Waterlogging, traffic jamming bellowing
It’s the time to soak up some rain
Slush overflowing, manourvering trained
Enjoy the droplets from sky falling
Intense rain pouring lights revealing
Makes me wanna have hot spicy fritters
Fond memories of warmth accompanying cool showers.
Perfect combo your poem and Bangalore drizzles💕🌧
Thank you 😊