Is This True Monsoon?

You would never know

If it were the morning glow

Or the intense sunlight

Or the evening twilight

'Cause such was the season

The clouds are the only possible reason

A time when the windows are hazy

A time when we are lazy

If it were a normal day

The toddlers would come out trampling over the dried hay

Clad in raincoats

The goatherds would rush with the goats

The school girls would swish their skirt

And the school boys would walk along the dirt

The water droplets would come down

From the cloud who owns the crown

They would shower on the flowers

For nearly hours and hours

Making the atmosphere pleasant

With old couples listening to songs obsolescent

But lets not enjoy yet

For the crisis we have met

Now, only the raindrops dance

And we don't even have a chance

To show our gesture of amity

Else we will lose the unity 

That binds us against the pandemic

That has earned the title of being epic

One small mistake

And the whole world suffers the ache

Sitting by the window sill

All we can do is sit still

Hoping for this to go soon

'Cause this isn't the true monsoon