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Raining In Summer
The charcoal cloud miasmic,
melts in the ashen scorched sky,
summer drizzle descends
with the fascinating flotilla
that floats in the arid air.
The seeping spectrum
of the setting scarlet sun
sparkles on the slanting splash
of the rain drops,
soaking the singed malachite meadow,
exudes pervasive petrichor,
saturating the blazing ambiance.
From the moistened crack
of the desiccated soil
sprouts an olivine sapling
after waiting a long while,
spreads tender emerald leaves,
cradling a cute bud,
glistened by the touch
of the rhapsodic rain,
the pink petals unfurl,
draped with twilight tinge.
They dance in summer breeze
with the radiant rain drops,
turning into pearls,
reflecting the rainbow hues.
With the falling sultry dusk
the sprinkling sky sinks,
wavers with the cadence
of the serenading rain drops,
cascading with soft musical torrent
on the misty pane
of my dripping window.
The rain of nostalgic joy,
that beguiled the lost youth
returns innately inspired
to morph into meandering rows
in the ballet of dancing rills,
I feel roll with silent symphony
in the euphoric sanctum of my soul.
I hear my mesmerized heart
sing the rain song,
captivating for a while
the memory of the melodic youth,
that wanders in the rhythm of splatter
with the downpour of delight
beyond the arch of rainbow ecstasy
in the clement days
of raining in summer.
Copyright ©
Subimal Sinha-Roy
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