Lover’s Paradise Poem by vijay gupta

Lover’s Paradise
In rainy season
Rain dropp lets come slowly-slowly.
Some times they come in flurry just like a frenzied lover.
Some times sun shines like a beautiful flower.
Some times it goes behind the veil.
Cloud converts the day in to the evening.
Gentle, cool braze blows.
Day became shy like a bride.
Cloud covers the bride like an umbrella.
Children live in the gay.
They collect rain dropp lets in their hands and also on their mouth.
This season bring them at home from the class room.
It is a season for lovers
Or we can say a lover’s paradise.