Untimely incessant rains often pains,
Overflowing lanes and muddy plains.
Submerged roads and oozing boots,
Filthy salwars and wet suits.
The allergic breeze and dirty crust,
The sprinkling fountain of mud and rust.
The dark clouds and broken skies,
The frightening lights pierce the eyes.
The huge mountains are dull in sight,
The sky bangs the earth with fight.
The sky is furious initiating a tussle,
The earth preparing to calm the bustle.
The angry mood lasts short,
The sky rests on the blue cart.
The earth weares the green crown.
Nature mother feeds the town.
Written by
Showkat Ul Rahman

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