Til Kumari Sharma
POEM
Raining the most joyful, Vanishes the hot sun,
Company of mine tendency,
Diligent to rain, feel joy and pleasant.
Mysterious and dark the day is.
I feel eventually joy in nature.
Harvest invitation and grain birth,
Thanks to my dearest rain.
Fertility exists in earth,
The cold in hot days , amazing and wonderful,
Regular coming with long thirst.
The beautiful/ joyful days are there.
The feeling comes with alienated beauty,
Rain is friend to share the youth.
