Rainy Day Poem by Prativa Dey

Wet sky
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Wet sky
It's noon
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Tapur Tupur,
Who says
Playing Nupur,
Rainy season
Whom we are
Find a pine,
Here and there
Find out
He's dancing
Peckham,
Mud in the sky,
Spread your mind,
Does anyone know the wire?
Everybody says,
If you do not find him in the mind.
When dancing on the green grass,
Looks like he's wearing it
Green color
Loosening the cloak,
When the cloud is in the country
Not drowning in black hair
He looks like a fantasy,
You remember Nye,
Than a living being,
Dhule fair date e
On the way
The wind is heavy, shimmering
With the sun.