Posted on August 8, 2007 - by rdilipk1

The Monsoons

The wait for monsoons in Delhi is a tiring one. When you see the first drop of rain you feel that all your pains are about to be washed off but alas…’, ‘

Dark clouds all around,
And darkness does surround,
Smell of mud the breeze does bring,
Bells of monsoon did start to ring,
The clouds above thunder and roar,
The tides in the ocean also did soar,
Monsoon, Monsoon, the wait is ending,
Monsoon bells have started ringing.

The first drop of rain did fall,
Frowned faces were smiling all,
Danced the greenery to the tune of rain,
Tiredness, all the farmers did drain,
Monsoon, monsoon the wait is ending,
Monsoon bells have started ringing.

It is raining, it is raining,

Tears all the clouds are draining,
The drops shatter in the ground,
Ending a long span of drought,
I wonder when the drought in my heart will end,
And showers of rain, god will send,
Monsoon, monsoon the wait is ending,
Monsoon bells have started ringing.