The Monsoon
The Monsoon
The green leaves welcomed the monsoon,
on a buzzing sunday afternoon.
The raindrops ploughed through the air,
and made me ruffle my hair.
The thunder split the sky,
and roused my fears too high.
Seeing the birds in gay,
reminded me of a friend in bay.
Soothing may the monsoon be,
lonely it feels to me.
13.04.2012
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