The cool breeze from the southwest
Touches my face, raising goosebumps
And I know what’s on its way.
Dark clouds gather across the sky
The royal monsoon returns
To God’s Own Country !!

Monsoon and rain—
A part of our life
And our culture
Send green waves across the land.
Vigorous waterfalls roar louder
With each drop of nectar from heaven !!

The dam Shutters lift
Releasing a year’s worth of resources.
Tourist spots bustle with visitors
From near and afar
And it's a good time
For vendors along the trails !!

But then comes another face
Of the monsoon- filled with cries
pains, shivers, and silent agony
Landslides, floods, and disasters
That no words can truly capture  !!
Still, the monsoon remains
An emotion for us
An identity of us
And it is one with us !!

Like a lone cloud,
I float across the seamless sky-
over the brutal mountains
where silence rules
past the dancing lilies
that stretch toward the sun
as if to send a secret message
and the wind that knows no home
takes me in its stride….

And I float….

But how far will I soar
Before I drain down —like water
into unseen roots
Or the vast oceans
Or into nothing
at all?

Minutes and Moments
Precious and prevailing
Dares me to steal from you
At least a second from each
To relish an hour in paradise
And turn a single day with you
Into a memory for life…
It will remain a wish always ….!!

No one knows your pain.
No one truly understands
What you go through!
Some claim to know your heart
But no, they never do!
They don’t even know how it beats
How it breaks
How it simply exists!!

They say they’re there-
Always and forever!
To calm your mind
To ease your thoughts!!
But they are the ones
Who bring in more pain
Than you ever had.
You’re left to carry it alone
While they turn away !!

And in the end, it is only you
Left behind…With your sorrows
And with your pain
Just doubled!!!

The more I try to move away from you
The more I'm pulled towards you.
What is this gravitational force?
Is it the hand of the mighty almighty—
Guiding me, shielding me through you?
Or teaching me lessons I’m meant to learn?

But for how long will there be this hold?
When will this force leave me and go?
It’s both bitter and sweet…
And a bit worrisome!
will it end in a fall?
To the ground - wounded?
Or will I rise steady and strong?

Will these few days of the hold
Be all I get to cherish?
In exchange for a lifetime of anguish
That, your presence destined to bring?

Who holds the answer?
is it you, ..or the powerful Almighty?

"Miss you"— not just a phrase
But a flood of emotions
Felt by an aching mind
That deeply misses
Your very presence…
Let alone you understand it
It is a hard fact and the very truth..!!

Only the eyes can heal the mind
Allowing the clouds to rain.
Feels good to enjoy the rain…
Along with the stinging pain…
When will the rain recede?
that the pain can ease…!!
Anyway, thanks to you…
For the pain and the rain…
And hopefully, for the clearer me…!!