Coming of the rains

 Cuckoos are a calling

for rain drops that will be soon a falling

to quench the thirst

and soften the hardened crust

 

the frogs too are a croaking

blessing of the rain gods evoking

that the droplets may fall till

the dried up ponds have had their fill

lotuses hither and thither bloom

casting away the arid gloom

 

a lone rain cloud in the sky i spy

the peacock lets out a delighted cry

helter-skelter hurry and a brush

as they dust off their tails in a rush

green and blue hues they bloom

shimmering... swaying the richly tainted plume

tails are opened wide n proud

footsteps drumming the earth aloud

round n round they pick their feet n hop

welcoming to earth each and every drop

faster and faster the pace crescents

tapping feet in frenzy compliments

a slight spray and then a steady shower

peacocks dancing wildly as if intoxicated by the hour

 

all at once the performance ceases

marking the soft mud with abandoned creases.

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