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Friday, May 6, 2016

A Torrid Summer


The searing heat, the scorching sunshine,
   Dry torrid wind, dust laden air shield the moonshine
Parched lips, and never ending trickling sweat
    Makes one long for green grass laden with mist
The color yellow dominates arid sky
     Blazing red gulmohars by day, fragrant jasmines by night
A still calm interrupted by dust storms 
    Cool breeze from the cooler is a welcome norm
Guzzling endless glasses of water and sweet drinks
    Red watermelons, mangoes save from going over brink
In the backyard a cuckoo sings
     Most melodious song with a tinge

PS- Image Kind Courtesy Google

15 comments:

  1. lovely lines Rahul... very vivid imagery!

    Cheers, Archana - www.travelwitharchie.com

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    1. Welcome to my blog,Archna! Thanks a lot for liking the post. Look forward to seeing you here more often.

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  2. Takes me back to those beautiful summer evenings. We used to have a lot of fun. Mango, Rooh-afza, Hopscotch and friends - To good old days!

    Beautiful poem, sir.

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    1. True that,Saru. We still try to relive those days in small ways even now:)

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  3. Lovely poem! Now, mangoes are contaminated, water melons are injected with colours....everything has become scary...Eating and drinking everything is gone now. we have to be careful about everything!

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    1. What you say is true. The greed has taken over most of the goodness that prevailed! Sad!

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  4. Happy days are here again...thank you Rahul for a trip down memory lane:):)

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    1. Thanks a lot Amit, for that kind comment!

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  5. Rightly rightly summed up. Bangalore was very hot this time and was unbelievable. But hoping its ending soon. Until next scorching summer!

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    1. Th blistering heat in Northern plains is yet to subside!

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  6. Lovely poem, it's like a pep talk to bear this summer :)

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    1. Ha ha Ramya! Thanks and enjoy the rains in Bangalore after peppy summers:)

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  7. Lovely poem, it's like a pep talk to bear this summer :)

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