"Monsoon Magic"
Green embrace, beauty rare,
Drenched saree, with tender care.
Deep breaths, pure delight,
Dreamlike moment, holding tight.
Raindrops whisper, time stands still,
World aglow, on her window sill.
Breeze caresses, fleeting dream,
Who is she? A monsoon gleam.
Apsara's grace, stars ignite,
Enchanting presence, bathed in light.
Nature's touch, maiden fair,
Words fall short, beauty beyond compare.
Rain god smiles, promise untold,
"I'll return," whispers brave and bold.
©Santosh Jangam
#poem The poem paints a vivid picture of a beautiful woman enjoying a monsoon shower, highlighting the beauty of nature and the fleeting nature of moments.
