Rain drops are falling on my head, when I see down my
Balcony full of motorbikes parked sans an end of road;
In the middle of the road it is full of wet colour of rain that
Has fallen on the night and the morning is misty cold sure!
Rain has fallen through out the year without a pause any day
Making all shun it expecting bright and hot Sunshine all day;
Nature is showing its plenty sense of offering to all whether
All like or not and the overflowing rain waters are with Sea!
Too much of rain in all places makes the world seem to be in
The Sea or Ocean all over the world making farmers smile
And cry for destruction of about to be harvested crops soon Drowned in water everywhere and they wait for relief now..!
One side farmers go on strike against government's strict
Laws that affect their freedom to enjoy fruits of hard labour
And on the other hand, suffering for too much of rain ever
That spoils hard grown crops for months seeking mercy..!
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