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!
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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