Dark menacing clouds wander aimlessly in the sky.
The cuckoo sings a sweet melodious tune
in anticipation of the much-needed rain.
The whistling wild wind threatens
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i feel drenched in rain. so beautifully penned. If monsoon fails, one can have the feel of monsoon in your poem. so sweetly done. Narayanan
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