Seems like just another day
Yet the monsoons are here to stay.
The rain drops a dull thud
Forming gay puddles in the mud.
The sun seems a minion
Being miles away, fades into oblivion.
Enormous black clouds lunge forward
The sky ominous with its hood lowered.
The air smoky, the lanes leaky
Nature, a symbol of beauty and harmony.
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