The monsoon is here
every June.
It brings forth rain.
lots of it.
The drains are filled to its brim
because it rains everyday.
Those who love the rains will stay indoor to watch
see if they can make poems out of it
see trees sway in the wind.
The monsoon also changes many things.
Besides poverty, it also brings wealth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem