Pre-Monsoon Poem by chettur aishwarya shrivastav

colour bombs are bursting in the sky,
stirred between the sky they lie,
all together blue, pink black,
set along a common stack,
moon is playing hide and seek,
stars quickly get a peek,

a cool shower is on the air,
it's like a beautiful fair,
flowers dance,
and trees glance,
enjoy it,
before you loose the chance,

take a walk,
and talk a lot,
capture it before it goes so soon,
baby its pre monsoon!