The Wet Monsoons

A Reblog…Tribute to the Monsoons…

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The Wet Monsoons

Grey skies saturated with love ‘n’ humid with lust, blaming the season for their indiscretions…

Clouds pregnant with moisture they can no longer bear, praying for relief

“But dears, the answer’s blowing in the wind…”

The hot earth looking heavenwards with need ‘n’ desire

Lamenting, “Without rain, there’s no life…just like without wife, there’s no life…”

Its dry crust stretched to the limits ‘n’ cracked open -mutely saying “Come soon!”

A bolt of lightning from the blue ‘n’ crackling laughter splitting the air,” Your wish is my command!”

Thunder roaring the impending momentous occasion ‘n’ proudly reverberating it through all time ‘n’ space

Dark clouds veiling an illusion of the night, for the lovers to unite

The sun hiding behind ‘em to save embarrassment, temporarily putting off its light

Mother Nature shushing all the birds ‘n’ animals into a pin dropping quiet

‘N’ soon enough, the wind…

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