Quotes about monsoon, page 8
Acclimatised.
Softly, softly rain is falling.
The thirsty earth accepts with grace.
Harsher memories recalling.
Another time another place.
Just praying for the monsoon rains.
To dispel the cloying heat
So we can breathe cool air again.
A prayer we endlessly repeat.
But this is now and that was then.
Long, long ago and far away
Now we have returned home again
We have no further need to pray.
For blessed rain to cool the air.
It rains most days but I don't care.
Wednesday,07 March 2012.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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The Brahmaputra-Guwahati
an early monsoon morning:
ferries begin to ply their day on the brahmaputra
four white egrets shoot across to the greens beyond
a clever mynah excuses herself to perch on a ferry
twigs of anonymous trees -
like promises rudely broken -
are carried away by swollen waters
while grey clouds gently take wings
to reveal the forehead of the distant hills
i suddenly uncoil myself
to walk -
the stinking alleys once again
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(Written on 16th July,2008, at Guwahati.)
poem by Sunil Uniyal
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Please phone today
I am drowning in the quicksand of sorrow
Please phone today baby don't phone tomorrow
My thoughts are lost in the vast ocean of loneliness
Time seems stand at a still and I spend the nights sleepless
My soul is roaming in the land of dystopia
My life seems so scary I feel like hysteria
My heart has become a stone due to burden of pain
In the nights my eyes are shedding tears like monsoon rain
My ears are keen to hear your musical voice
I have composed songs to let you know my choice
poem by Asif Andalib
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Black Nocturne
Black nocturne
The vacuum that confiscates
The entirety of the city
That was incinerated
By the flames of incarcerated
Musings
Black nocturne,
You are an omen.
A shattered glass,
A howling moon,
A glass house on fire,
A submerged knight
On a grotesque chariot.
Black nocturne,
You are the fire
In the shriveled waters.
You are the air
That shrills the eviscerated
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poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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Relief
Gathering winds cumulate moisture seeds
rolling athwart tempestuous seas,
that float in gossamer clouds on
cooling breeze, easing savage
summer swelter parching
stark expectant fields.
Sweeping inward
monsoon black,
lightning
Flash!
crack!
Thunder,
splat! Heavy
drops, dance, dart, dash.
Joyful hands clap! Young
feet, jump, splish, splash; relief
floods. Torrents rain down warm on
earth's upturned face, rivulets run
wild along nakedness, baptising
thirsty toiled fields made ready for planting.
poem by Diana Rosser
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Faces of Monsoon
The almond pearls bounce on the leaves,
Drip to drench me with the heavenly boon,
What magical transformation the sky weaves,
Its wands of clouds creating another monsoon!
There's though a different spell on the ground
Where water flows like a river in high tide,
Silence broken only by a splashing sound
Monstrous holes yawning on all side!
You longed for it in the summer's pain
Hallucinating in agony the coming of it
You curse it now calling it a bane
As it pours from above and deluge the street!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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What Are We? A Monsoon Wind
we are just the monsoon wind
that comes and then goes
what we have here
what we obtain with labor and store and adore
we leave them all here
the trees and the fields
the gardens and the flowers
the roof and the rail of the stair
the carpet on the floor
the rings in our hands
dates embedded on the tombs
we all leave them here and they may not
even remember
we wish change and change may come
and the world may even be more beautiful to feel and see
we may catch the glow but then in a moment we are all gone
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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Rainy Day Blues
The rain is still coming down today
For gods sake! Will it ever
stop?
I’m sick to death of looming gray clouds
That are exuding their drizzling
drops.
For Pete’s sake! Get it over with
I’ve had about as much as I can
stand
Let me get back to my old self again
And out of this soggy
Wetland.
This slow moving low and me below
Make for one miserable
dude.
If it doesn’t stop soon this mini monsoon
I’ll be lethargic all day and just
Brood
I pray to sweet Jesus the rain will soon end
But the weatherman says rain all weekend.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Water Water Every Where
Water water every where but not a dropp to spare,
It’s time to stop and really think
A war we must declare.
The stone dry enemy will dry all the river beds,
So we’ll fight this war together
With loaded Aussie water tanks..
If man can pump his oil a thousand ‘K’s
Across the dessert lands, let’s get pumping
Northern monsoon lakes to dryer southern lands.
And in this raining fight of ours
We must never never cower,
And hope all the couples in our hot sunburnt land
Will always pull together and share
Their morning shower.
poem by Ken e Hall
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Unshackle
It was time to bid you, good bye.
Tears in my eyes knew,
It’s inability to hold you back.
Still like monsoon rain,
It showered, till
The reality was absorbed in my mind.
You moved on since then,
But, why couldn’t I?
No more song of suffering
Now I want to scream in joy.
No more shadow of cloud,
Even the happiness cloys.
Enough of this close room,
Let the walls come down.
Let my vision, be filled with green
Remove all pale and brown.
Let me stand beneath the sky;
Open arms like spread out wings
Let me think, that I can fly.
poem by Kingshuk Chakraborty
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