The Monsoon Poem by Madam Anonymous

With a lighting crack, a deafening thunder
Unleashes nature’s fury and wrath
The monsoon, a glorious wonder
Strikes along the Himalayan path

The wild winds gust with all its might
Flatten the scrub, uproot the trees
Turn the calm azure waters in sight
Into restless brutal tidal seas

Mercilessly blow all in its way
On hills, valleys, plateaus and plains
To bless all with richness another day
As the watery monsoon supremely reigns

The cottony clouds effortlessly glide
Laden thick with miraculous power
In its long continental ride
At will release the colossal shower

The thick glassy sheets of rain
Soak all with playful delight
In its yearly cyclic journey again
The monsoon is the king of right

The earth as a new bride preens
In lush green vegetation everywhere
Dressed in rich emerald sheen
An answer to the poor farmer’s prayer

The blossomed tree alit in scarlet fiery flames
The peacock resplendent in blue, dances gracefully
A bevy of insects and frogs in the nature’s chain
Hum, croak and applaud the monsoon lustily

All around crystal pools magically spring
Awakening children’s play and laughter
Causing young maidens to sonorously sing
With a tender dream to live happily ever after