Kalbaisakhi Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The gloom is lurking over in the distant
And is heading towards,
The winds have started blowing hard
And lo, the kalbaisakhi is coming
After the daytime heat and temperature,
Heat wave and its ruffle!

The gloom extending over, the trees rustling by,
Winds blowing hard and howling,
Followed by the rains lashing,
Trees shaking dangerously
Lest be broken.

Unsettling and unseating it all,
The kalbaisakhi coming with the dark clouds
And the lashes of rains,
The gloom and the thunder
And the bolts from the blue.

Definitely, a relief from the blazing sun
Of Baisakh and Jyestsha,
Perspiring and parching heat of the summer,
But the arrival
Unexpected and unimaginable,
Shaking and lashing,
Thundering, lightening and falling
And blowing away forcefully.