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Monsoon

Monsoon

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Bombayites look forward to the monsoon,

But it never comes soon.

It plays hide and seek,

Vanishing sometimes for a week.


When it pours

After the roars

It is a Blessing in disguise

Bringing emotions to life

Which is hard to compromise.


Somatesthesia of Romance, Love, and Ecstasy,

Bewitched into the world of Fantasy.

A chance to nestle and cuddle,

For a relationship so cordial.


I love to enjoy these showers, 

Pouring down at any hours.

Enjoying the big fat drops on my head

All time long,

I sing my favourite song

 “Raindrops keep falling on my head”


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