God's Own Country

Showers had lighted the mood

Misted my heart to touch

The vapours of smog,

Her tears have drenched

Many times deep in me,

Never had I expected

A night shall fall

In the glory of yestreen,

Dreams shall flow

In the morning in tears,

Bund shall break the seal

To flush the splashes,

Meandering with gush

Breaking the norms

Casting off the homes,

Inundated were the aisle

Let alone Venice looked

Horrified at the sight,

Blown with the flow

Along the shattered dreams

Were the silent souls

Leaving us behind

Memories of nature's anger

To cleanse our home,

A thought for tomorrow

To kiss the nature's cheek ..