Leaves got clean and clear
Roads bore no tear
Around it light
Then a little bright
It was water everywhere
Wet soil wet air
Black wet clouds
Gathered here and there
It was a flash
Might be a flaring rash
Then a glowing streak
Then a roar of crack
A breath came soon-
Monsoon
It was monsoon.
Beautiful poem Soumita Especially when Monsoon is in air from your lovely poem. Loved it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Monsoon makes a landfall through your nice poem......the typical condition of road, leaves, soil and clouds aptly described by you...