The Monsoon and My beloved | Pitambar Naik

As the monsoon goes frenzy
So you do
It’s good to view your wild countenance.
We swim together.

When you swell
I dive into you
I madly chase you
How lovely it is!
How lovely it to tame you a flooded river.

The deeper I go
The deeper I feel you
You envelop me as I wish.

You never get tired
Nor do you collapse
And detach me.

How can I be suffocated?
How can I put you aside?
Saying it’s enough

My hunger is highly inflammable
Drown me, drown me
Till the next monsoon drown us cruelly.

Why you frail and the monsoon not!

Author : Pitambar Naik  Pitambar Naik 

Indian LIterature | Indian Review Author | Pitambar Naik was born and brought up in Kalahandi district of Odisha. He holds an M A in Journalism and Public Relations. He works as a social worker in Jamshedpur in India. He writes in English.

Indian LIterature | Indian Review Author | Pitambar Naik was born and brought up in Kalahandi district of Odisha. He holds an M A in Journalism and Public Relations. He works as a social worker in Jamshedpur in India. He writes in English.

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