It was the hottest afternoon
The earth turned a horrible hearth
Up in the hills and down the dales
Everything dried and burned
The summer wind flew along
The busy street and marketplace
sweets vendors unbuttoned shirts
wet in sweat they looked up sky
vegetable women wiped the sweat
and fanned their towels in mighty
speed
walkers ran to the shop side shades
bullocks blinked and shook their
heads
And pulled the cart with weary steps
when
barks and bushes baked in steam
Perching singers lost their songs
Flies and bees flapped and pooled
And prayed for rain to quench their
thirst
Dimmed the sunlight by and by
To form a darkened ceiling up
Trumpets professed up in the sky
The imminent dash of rain on earth
Silver wand dashed along
To sprinkle down angel drops
Like a boon from heaven to earth
Summer drizling began to drip
When water kissed the earthen hearth
Roasted dust released fumes
My nostrils dined delicious smell
Served by the wetting sand
Maroon went on up the heaven
To put out fire in hearts on earth
With flashing light and frequent
roars
Summer rain fills all pits
Summer rain fills me too
A pool of passion for ever.
POETRY WORLD, Annual Anthology 2012
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