Grey woods wearing green garbs of rain,
In gay abandon dance in rain.
Monsoon-mad, losing old restraint,
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A thrilling expression is made on monsoon and rain. Beautifully crafted. I cite...When glass-like brittleness they gain, /Seeds split up to sprout shoots in rain. Gorgeous work. Thanks for sharing. Five stars.
A lovely poem. Beautifully crafted and presented. So mellifluous when read.
Sir you have made rain to look way beyond imagination yet the touch of reality exists. The metaphorical iron eyes turn rusty in rain... beautiful transformational understanding... really good sir.
The beauty and the need of rain have been beautifully captured in this ghazal which is not so commonly composed in English language. Thanks.