When the streams and lakes go dry
Migrating birds without stopping fly by
When the temperature rises high
When there is not a single cloud in the sky.
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that is a nice one...monsoon...the nicest time of the year...love...nalini
I don't like the Monsoons, but I like this poem! : D btw have you read the poem R-A-I-N which i have written? Preets