It’s raining, it’s raining
Cats, dogs and horses
In ferocity it’s gaining
Farmers are counting losses
Slum-dwellers are losing houses
Pot-holes are widening and deepening
The monsoon ‘magic’ is just beginning!
For some it’s a boon, for others it’s a curse!
School students can play truant
Office-goers in a traffic-jam can only grunt
Why do we have to always bear the brunt?
Meanwhile just keep wading
Realize how important it is to know swimming
To keep from drowning in the murky waters!
And pray that the ‘monsoon magic’
Turns you into a bird or a fish.
Every-time it pours, make this fervent wish!
****************************************************************The copyright of this poem is with Mrs. Priya Ramesh Swaminathan.
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