Jul 25
Each and every step
Is soaking wet
The roads to trees
Stand still
The bark of the trees
Little do they speak
Soft and coarse brown
Peeling skin
Losing limbs to the pelting rain
It is July what to expect
Traffic snarls
Red to orange
Green alerts
Overcast skies
Overflowing dams
Unbridled seas
rivers no more discreet
Is soaking wet
The roads to trees
Stand still
The bark of the trees
Little do they speak
Soft and coarse brown
Peeling skin
Losing limbs to the pelting rain
It is July what to expect
Traffic snarls
Red to orange
Green alerts
Overcast skies
Overflowing dams
Unbridled seas
rivers no more discreet
(48/F/Pune, India)
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