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Jun 2019
A whiff of earthly mire,
Leaving no moments of desire.
Water gushing into large streams .
All one hears is loud screams!

Rain drenched koel fluckering her feather's clean.
A illusion that lasts only for a while ,turning it all futile !

Grating , highpitched trees swinging on drenched roads of foggy gloom ,
Downpours creating exhumes !

Thunderbolts scorching the bark of the trees .
Heavy spells hitting the red roofed chalets , chimneys turning into Adam ale goblets!

Inundate , outpouring of sparkling tears ,
Oblivious to the upcoming fears.
A little boy trails hisΒ paperboat on the gurgling brook , repeated efforts that never forsook .
When indulged in a game of own ,
Sudden , bleak streaks of golden ray's shone !

Nature indeed is full of mazes,
Every deluge has its phases.
Uprising against nature's spell ,
Each action has a story to tell!


Β© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
28.06.2019
Every dark cloud had a silver lining
Credits for the title and the brief gist go to my son Upendra#Thanks for reading !!
MrunaliniDNimbalkar
Written by
MrunaliniDNimbalkar  F/India
(F/India)   
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