Will It Rain? Poem by Abhinit Chute (abz)

Astonishingly the weather changed to grey,
Clouds dominate the sky, no sunray..
The monkeys trying to escape jumping on spring blossoming..
The thunders are heard uniquely cautioning...

As I watch and wait for drops in the freak
Breeze plays me with its hide & seek..
The monkey still sits on almond tree
Biting and swallowing the leaves, no worry..

Boom it sounds and light it sparks,
Birds find shelter, sparrows and larks..
The monkey has vanished like hurricane..
The almond tree looks up in thirst of rain..

Darker and darker it gets,
Like an arrow pulled in a bow, it awaits..
The amplitude of the flutter of the leaves
Alters in wonder of the flush of the breeze

Waving in joy, the trees new and old..
It crosses limits of time to gain the threshold..
Now it pours drops a few..
Earth emanates smell, what a view!