Dark Clouds gather again to sing
Showering to heal all the pinch
Fresh & holy, with all new wings
With every drop at every inch
Fragrance of wet sand in the air
In the shades of black & grey
Light fades as darkness conquer
Burning ball disappears with its rays
Season of rains has come again
With soothing mist, the wind is mild
Roads are wet, muddy is my lane
And I jump in water to play like a child
Drops of innocence, kiss my face
Pouring for all those who are thirsty
With no religion, with no race
With life & blessings of almighty
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