The rain startsđź’¦
The fresh air touch the clouds
The trees are throwing the wind
The rain stops
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Part 4. Maybe because my basic instinct is Garia don't gardening….
……my basic instinct lies in agriculture and gardening…. Sorry for the typo
May I invite you to read my series "Monsoon Musings"…on PoemHunter
Part 2. While living in Andhra Pradesh, Tamilnad, Maharashtra, Delhi, Bengal etc, I used to feel the uncontrollable longing to get drenched in rain, when June dawned. I loved your poem. Top score and onto myfav
Wow! Loved this poem. In my native Keralam, it rains for almost six months in a year. Fed by two monsoons. So I am so very nostalgic about rains. (Contd)
Excellent expression. Liked this rain poem...5 stars