Symphony of falling rain
A prelude to the monsoon love
Hugs my soul, when you are gone
The sea is drenched today
Wet is the life's shore
No sun peeps from the east
And, heart longs you no more
Waves that rise and fall
And greet its visitors with a smile
Touches the ebb, goes back
As if to rest for a while
Anchored boat enjoys rain
All its fatigue washed away
As it waits the storm to pass
And I sit alone, on my bay !
~Manjuri~
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