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Rain in Summer

 
The weather was sweltry,
The Sun was laughing at me,
The wind stopped midway,
And I thought the earth is burning.
And suddenly,
Sun hid behind the black clouds,
Wind came with vengeance,
Uprooting trees and rooftops of buildings,
It hit me like a big stone,
The coolness, the hailstone brought,
Looking up, I saw many coming my way,
I stood there to get them hit me.
All walked past me, to reach home before rain,
Alone, all alone, I stood there waiting for the rain,
It came and entered me, sodden, I become,
Like the earth below me.
Written by Prems (Premakumar Chunkath)
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