Monsoon at peak
I hear a monologue-
Rain speaks…
Monsoon at peak,
Thatched roofs
Leak…
Monsoon at peak,
Corn on cob
Wins over coffee…
Monsoon at peak,
Can I go out, mother?
A child pleads…
Monsoon at peak,
A boy steals a look
At a girl soaked to skin…
Monsoon at peak,
Roads flooded,
Where is MCD?
Monsoon at peak,
Umbrellas
New fashion accessory…
Monsoon at peak,
Sun gets much needed
Rest…
Monsoon at peak,
Bathes
Foliage and trees.
Monsoon at peak
Schools closed
Children squeal,
Wish, it rains
Everyday of the week…
Monsoon at peak,
Leave your shoes at the door-
Mother screams…
Monsoon at peak,
Driver stops
To wipe the wind shield…
Monsoon at peak,
Open pavements
Home to many,
Wear deserted look …
Monsoon at peak,
Wet laundry-
Sun rise, please.
A lovely poem! This is how true monsoon should always be! But this year due El Nino effect and heating of the waters over the Pacific, and lack of proper moisture feed, our Monsoon is playing hide & seek! 10! -Raj Nandy
Beautiful poem, Mamta. All stanzas seem to be drizzling in my memories. Monsoon is a bit late here in our area. For us this poem is a prologue to Monsoon. Regards Naseer
Very good lines. Expressed beautiful thoughts. Good poem.
A wonderful read bringing the earthy smell right to my laptop. I loved the vignettes of the monsoons that you paint with such a keen sense of observation.
this must be the best poem i have read about the rains. i read it out to my family and we all smiled at the end............thanks for sharing
Mamta, I love this poem it brought such a smile to my face, with memories of the east, so vivid was it, I felt quite damp. Warm regards Bob 10++
monsoon at peak, brings unknown joy to get wet! lovely poem about wet slushy, mud, curling round your toes! beautiful poem mamta, about different aspects of monsoon.real good write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mamtaji, Monsoon at peak, Open your pen and write the rhythm of drops.