Rain

Oh! This rain

Drizzling away

The moors are awash

I am so depressed

Whole day it drizzeled

Having rained through the night

The lovely morning sun

Blanked out

Oh! This rain

The jasmine flowering

Its bloom wasted

The ‘Parijat’ flowers

Laid waste

Trampled in the mud

Oh! This rain

Wet leaves dripping from above

Beautiful wings of pretty birds

Soaked

Oh! This rain

Rivers big and small

Have become one in flood

Where Oh! Where is my Love

Marooned somewhere

I am so unhappy

Oh! This rain

Drizzling away

Original Marathi Poem “Pavasala” by Kavi Anil Written 20/09/1952

English rendering by

Ullas Sept 08

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