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THE RAIN FEEL Drizzling made the lawns ran down to the water's edge, There was a chill in the air, The lunatic people wetting themselves around. Drizzling waters, Making mist to fall from the leaves, Dampened birds warming themselves down in their nests. Scotch mist all over the village, Making farmers ecstatic, And making personages work-shy to rest a while. This cloudburst is making my tranquillity to rise high, All flora around is becoming more greenish, And fauna to be sheltered. Drizzle along with the refreshing breeze, Making me benevolent, To free me up, To endure the invocation of mother nature, Some call it rain and I call it precipitation. Rainy weather making people lethargic, And pets be in their dens, Of course, it's my lord's work, To cool down the mother Earth. Flowing canals, Gushing water on roads, Making mortals hectic with traffic jams on Highways. Seasonal changes making kids fall sick, Elders to be more preventive, With th...

To the dark clouds up above, Dark Clouds I opened up my heart today. Uttering with them so loudly, My inner voice spoke. In response to it, I received the cool breeze. Smiling and wondering about it, Realising the gentleness which awakened me, I saw those trees which are swinging in joy. All these are happening, For the monsoon clouds to shower, All of the flora is in the joy of washing their dust away. But this menace is just still without any moments, The flora, The fauna, Are in search of precipitation. The Farmers, The fisherman, The Land-Owners, The vegetable sellers, And even the Businessmen, Enduringly waiting for the monsoon showers. In this month of July usually, the rivers were flowing, And the farms were with greenery all over. O, Humans! do hear the voices of Mother nature, Green Fields It has millions of feelings to open up with you, Monsoon Evenings and Sunset days, Are the best times to listen to them. Tiny droplets of water dropping dow...