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Raining in Summer Poetry Contest
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                                          Raining in Summer

                               With a bright shining summer sun
                              Shooting its rays on earth for days,
                              Waves of wet air have been on run
                                  Towards the sky as in a sway.

                                Now the heavenly orb is draped
                             With a shroud of dark grey up high,
                                The horizon narrowed in shape
                              And tears set to drip from the sky.

                            Soon it starts to rain from first dawn,
                                It rains in the village and fields
                               It rains in gardens and on lawns
                             It rains on the mount and the hills.

                            It rains on streets and narrow lanes,
                                It rains heavily and smoothly, 
                            It rains on buildings and door panes
                                   And it rains intermittently.

                          The rain splashes against windscreens
                                Clatters on roof top of towers
                          Bends branches, plants and wild greens
                              And drenches the blooming flowers.

                                 It washes dust on village roads
                                    Forms puddles in vicinities
                                  Drifts to river beds leafy loads
                           And sweeps streets of towns and cities.

                                  For many a folk, summer rain
                               Is like a thick thorn on their toes
                                Which they wish to repel in vain 
                                 And treat like a far foreign foe,

                                 Others relish the summer rain
                           To stay indoors and greet their tongue
                        With some hot drinks or quench their veins 
                             And wish their sweet day to prolong.

                             For me rain hums a charming chant
                              On leaves and lawns in the garden
                                Satiates earth, nourishes plants
                                 And diffuses new spirit in men.

                               The music of gentle rain at night
                                    Is to me like a sweet invite
                                To reach the deepest inner light 
                                Of my soul, ever shining bright.
 
                                It prompts me on life to ponder,
                                Kindles my quest for the divine,
                                  Melts barriers of time asunder
                           And steers me to space that`s sublime.

                               Let the mild summer rain at night
                                 Hum its music on nearby trees,
                                   Ignite my inner self`s delight
                             And from stinging stress set me free.
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