Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sparkling droplets fell from the sky,
Trees and fields shone bright nearby.
Birds flew free with shining wings,
Joy returned with the rain it brings.

But within days the water stayed,
Clogged in streets where children played.
Clear reflections soon turned black,
Foul smells rising, health attacked.

From ***** pools, the insects rise,
Spreading sickness, silent cries.
Neglecting this, the city lies—
No one cares, even if someone dies.


I would request everyone who's reading this poem to please once go through the long description I wrote and suggest me something to get rid with the mosquitoes or do something about drainage I dont wanna again get infected with DENGUE
So I live in a plain region and whenever it rainss it looks so beautiful farmers are also too happy as my state contributes a lot in farming but after the monsoon season the rain water gets clogged on the streets which is natural but the problem is it remains for more then a month because of poor drainage system and also because few idiot people who throws garbage in the drains and hence water gets mixed with the garbage and hence give rise to dangerous mosquitoes specially DENGUE and it affects the people last year i was also infected with dengue and my condition was so critical I was barely able to walk and most of the people lost their lifes because of a mosquito bite but still the drainage prblm isn't fixed yet still people are suffering and just outside my house water is clogged mixed with garbage and faeces but the government just don't even care I wrote several letters to govt also went to their centre to talk to them they were like if we fixed your drainage issues then the other lane would be affected by water clogging the government ***** over here and so do most of the people life is miserable in bihar and I don't even live in village i live in main city capital Patna. I feel ashamed to tell my identity about my state I want to get out of here as soon as possible.
Summer skies are a dark, fathomless blue
Enlivened by what was to come, me and you
Hands intertwined to imagination
The rain, the scent of wet earth became our rejuvenation
Entrancing Arizona monsoons bring us together
Praying the down poor and amalgamation could keep us
Dancing in rain forever
And ever
And ever
And ever
Clamorous thunder echoes poetically in my heart
Lightning dances through pitch black skies
Summer’s promise we shall never part
We become spirits of the desert
Entangled with love
It comes crashing down
When I see a glint of light above
The sun shone and the light returned
Dying to be numb
To not feel irreparable burn
With the light comes dark
Your face contorts
All is lost
I knew it would come
I retain my broken heart
My soul
My tears
Like dying moss
The sun peeks through the clouds
I feel the thunderous storm approaching
Excruciating and Loud
Not from the skies
But from your eyes
When the rain evaporates your heart dies
I hope
I pray
I wish
For summer rain to revive your soul
I will suffer through seasons
To again feel whole
Immortality Aug 20
The rain dances
on my skin
I pause
and it feels
enough.
I'm feeling soooo good!!!!
cuz sometimes the tiniest moments turn into the best memories ;)
and yeah.... love the monsoon <3
Bipasha Dutt Aug 4
The dampness
of the rainy season
        is soaking into
My bones
And
Into my being
rishita Jul 6
Her eyes were monsoon filled with rainy tears,
the clouds of questions made her sun disappear.
Thunderstorms in her heart , shattered her beliefs and the raindrops invaded her skin .

Soaked with the feelings as no shelter can be seen, scenic view of the shower but she wanted the storm to be revoked.

Yearning for the peaceful skies, but all she can hear is rumble. This rumble , made all symphonies within her refrain.

It won't be quiet so when she'll be able to sleep? Even if the rain stops will the resonance let her breathe?

The rainbow's promise after the monsoon
But the monsoon was actually in her psyche.  
She was always scared of the rainfall ,so she can never see the colours strike .
You know, Shri... Just a moment ago,
I was waiting for your message—
and then came this keen desire-
to hear the sound of your voice.

Meanwhile, it was drizzling outside.
I was overwhelmed by your thoughts...

So, I stepped out for a while.

The weather was pretty—cold and quiet.
I felt the rain fall over me, soft and cool,
tiny drops dancing across my skin.

Then, my eyes fell on a small pit,
filled with tiny droplets—
I dipped my foot into it,
and the sensation-
a language my skin couldn't translate.


It felt so nice—
those tiny drops over me...
They reminded me of you
Sometimes, the weather carries your presence in its arms. This was one of those moments—when a drizzle wasn’t just rain, but a reminder of someone special.
pnam-TX Apr 26
Tere liye pyaar ne pankh lagaye
Mera dil chahe panchhi ban ud jaaye
Tere liye mor ne pankh bikhraye
Saawan ki aas mein kitne rang dikhaye

Teri baaton ka sur hawaaon mein ghul jaaye
Saans se saans tak chhupi baatein chalti jaayein
Chaandni raaton mein tera khwaabon ka jahan
Tere ishq mein, har pal ek naya armaan hai

Tere liye yeh pyaar pankh lagaye
Door ambar mein panchhi ban ud jaaye
Tera ishq rahe sadaa be-andaaz
Har lamha agla pal sun-hare sajaaye

Teri aankhon mein hai ek saahil ka aalam
Har lehar mein chhupa ek naya manzar hai
Bheegi si khamoshi ke raag chal pade
Tere saath guzarta har lamha bemisaal hai

Baarish jugnu ka noor na mita de
Mor ka naach aandhi mein tham na jaaye
Tu bhool na jaaye, mera dil ghabraaye
Veeran na ** jaaye saaqi mere khwabon ka

Jab baarish thehri, ta-roon kamal khil jaaye
Doodh chandni mein rang bikhar jaaye
Jugnu phir se tere ehsas mein jhil-milaye
Aur mera pyaar phir pankh lagaye

Tere liye yeh pyaar pankh lagaye
Door ambar mein panchhi ban ud jaaye
Tera ishq rahe sadaa be-andaaz
Har lamha agla pal sun-hare sajaaye
Meri fitrat mein tu sadaa basa rahe......


----------------English Translation------------

For you, love has found its wings,
My heart longs to fly, a bird that sings.
For you, the peacock spreads its wings wide,
In the hope of rain, colors come alive.

Your voice melts into the breeze,
Whispers wander with such ease.
In moonlit skies, your dreamlands gleam,
In every breath, a brand new dream.

For you, this love takes flight on high,
A bird that soars in the endless sky.
May this love forever blaze and roam,
Each moment a dream in golden bloom.

In your eyes, a shoreline calls,
Each wave reveals new miracles.
Songs of silence softly play,
With you, each moment’s a rare ballet.

Let not the rain ***** fireflies' glow,
Let peacocks dance through winds that blow.
May you never forget my trembling heart,
Or leave my dreams to fall apart.

When the rains come to rest, pond-lotuses gleam,
Colors blossom in moon’s soft beam
Fireflies flicker in your tender grace,
And love again finds its winged embrace.

For you, this love takes flight on high,
A bird that soars in the endless sky.
May this love forever blaze and roam,
Each moment a dream in golden bloom.

In the fabric of my soul, you will stay,
A breath of my being, come what may...
Releasing soon on Apple Music, Spotify and others.
Nishu Mathur Mar 28
Skies darken as blue fades,
clouds burst in happiness,
a cascade of drops,
soaking earth,
a rosary of shimmering beads,
crystal droplets dance in puddles,
peering through glass windows,
tapping on roof tops that slant,
on thatched homes that drip,
on twigs and branches,
on ruby tangerine roses and sunny marigolds,
settling in scarlet and auburn crevices,
on emerald leaves and blades of satin green grass,
glistening like drops of morning dew,
and in the midst of the gentle splash of the rain,
there you are —
it is always raining you
Old poem.
Bekah Aug 2024
The candy clouds are weeping;
Rain comes pouring down
Thunder rolls over the valley
Bringing darkness all around

The once colorful sky
Filled with purples, pinks, and blues
Are now smoky clouds of grey
From this eternal monsoon

The candy clouds are weeping;
So with them I will cry
And take shelter from the storm
Beneath the ancient pine
Hey! It's time to rejoice. The monsoon has come. 
The rainy season is awesome. 
Clouds that fill the sky bring cool shade. 
The coolness it gives is truly portrayed. 
Playing in the rain is gamesome.

The rain that frees us from boredom 
Birds fluttering with their freedom 
Animals too enjoy while they parade 
Come! its Monsoon
 
Plants are vibrant with green blossoms.
Rain that makes everything wet at random 
In the rain, sure, sadness will fade.
Happy, fresh memories invade. 
Come, in this rain, I am lonesome 
Come! its Monsoon
Next page