abar esechhe asharh - Arrival of the Monsoon
- Pratik Ghosh
- Jan 24, 2016
- 1 min read
The monsoon has come again, swathing the skies
Wafting through the breeze the rain fragrance beguiles.
This old soul of mine, echoes in thrill
Watching the gathering clouds’ drill.
Steadily over the meadow, grows the rain cloud’s shadow
“It is here” shouts the heart, “it is here” sings the song
Delights eyes, rushes towards life.
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