Monday 4 August 2014

* once again *

and again it poured,
once again the heavy clouds roared.
some lived the effuse gaiety,
some confronted hefty hardships.
the farmer accosted his swaying crops,
he trusted the rain over the
capricious water canal.
once again our nature stretched,
and once again the hued peacock staged.
once again enthralled swathes inundated the terraces,
and once again, oil did the frying.
once again euphoria prevailed,
and once again my pen self wrote.

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