The rain clouds,Bring relief,To the lands,Thirsty and dry;It’s July.Nature seems to ask notWhen, what, who, where,And why:Some places flood,In July,Some are too parched,Still very dry.Clouds and life,Both are so random,Dear July,Please put everything,Back in tandem.
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My Hinglish poem: Missing home
Missing the kuhu kuhu melodyOf the hidden Koyal among fresh mango leaves,The squirrels running bindaas on the nariyal trees,The squeaky groan of the overloaded rusty swing never kid-free, The temple bells’ reassuring chime,The next-door school kids’In chorus sing everytime,The ‘rain, rain go away’ rhyme.The aromas from the kitchen stronger than any fancy appetizer,Recipes of monsoonsContinue reading “My Hinglish poem: Missing home”
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