The droplets twirl gracefully within the ash-laden mist.
The trees are greeting the new season with open branches.
The faces are alight with the joy of the first rain.
The flowers are bursting into bloom with joy.
The buzzes are dancing in joyful harmony.
lilyputs are clanging and singing with joy.
Craving hot chocolate with marshmallows on this beautiful rainy evening.
The feathers are gracefully dancing Mohiniyattam amidst the downpour.
The colors spill out of the prism, painting the world in vivid hues.
~santu
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem