Monsoon

Long above the seventh heaven

Clouds singing in celebration

Thunder roaring loud                                               

We know…..It’s a gathering of clouds

Come down O blissful cloud

Shower the blessings of Lord

Wash out the dust of evil

Fill up every thursty shell

Make a blissful shower

Mark nature’s beauty n uncover

Load tunnel, sea and ocean

Liven up every earthen creature

You ….the rival of the sun

Let it moan for sometime

Let sun loose its heat

Your buoyancy… let it beat

Your are blessings of lord

None fresh and pure as you are

Here everyminds need of hour

Why you stake us…

Let yourself be our…..

With time we forget you

We are liable for your move

Though we know the fact

Still we sick you with our awful act

Never irate with human kind

We realize our faults that might

So come… shower the drops of life

Welcome O monsoon

Soon in our lifeless lives!