Streets are akin to rivulets
for children with paper boats
Farmers in a bit of frenzy
in the improvised raincoats
Drop of the mercury rouses
indolent stimulus to the fore
To paint a picture perfect afresh
and with new hues & tints explore
The flora in wild proportions
propagating as far one can gaze
Panoramic vista utterly unique
that never ceases one to amaze
Twilight though turns gloomy
needs uplifting of lowly mood
An indulgent tipple goes nicely
as an aperitif before the food
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