MonsoonsA Poem by Sonakshi AroraMy first free verse attempt!
As the droplets of water hit my window panes
I gaze outside in amazement To see the sky go from blue to black And the creepy crawlies come out While others rush to take shelter The cacophony of the rain soothes And calms down the heat, the rage in me And blooms up the forlorn leaves And the hopeless flowers drooping There is something about the Petrichor That fills my room with serendipity My walls echo with the shrill voices Of the messenger of monsoon; the cuckoo The winds that blow around And lift up the heaviest of souls And makes lovers buzz around The song of romance in this weather There is something about the rains That cleans up the air Like it cleans up our hearts There is something about monsoons That make me crave for it And fall in love with every drop of it Like my own tears. © 2017 Sonakshi AroraAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSonakshi AroraNavi Mumbai, IndiaAboutThis is going to be a bit long but I swear it is funny please read it don't go.... Hello fellow writers! I once wrote a poem which somehow got selected for my school magazine. Then I wrote a poem w.. more..Writing
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