Rainy Season Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

The rain spreading its hands
to enwrap the river
are shedding rainy shower.
The river seems frenzy
blended by rainy water.

Clouds, lightning and spark,
look so exhilarated
for their visit to earth.
I am standing at the bank of river
searching for the holy water
to make my soul consecrate by heavenly shower.

It's truly great-
you are, the rainy season,
just emanate your holy shower
to create a soothing joy like the heaven.
Yes, you are great, rainy season...