Analysis of When the Rain rules

How lucidly the Queen of Rain
Starts coming down the steps of Heaven
To the Paradise of Earth now being
Coloured more greenish with her
Soothing touch incessantly.
Her ornamental etiquettes made up
Of eyes dazzling lightening and
Heart throbbing thunderstorms
Proud of their flaunting voice gets
More appreciation by the Earth
Dwellers long being sizzled  by the
Scathing attack of boiling Summer
All the hard yesterdays.
Wearing a serpentine blue saree
Nicely woven with dark patches
Of floating clouds covers the entire
Bare body of the barren sky now
Looking more pleased with her
Pregnancy carrying in her womb
Innumerable water drops to the
Ecstasy of the audience underneath
Long waiting for the erratic dance
On the well decorated platform of
Mountain tops to down the hill.
Enthused by her resilient rule once
Diminished to literally a dead entity
The rivers now look more lively
Generating an euphoria never seen
Before in farmer's life with her
Flattened and swallowing body
Telling the life has never been a
Bed of thorns always, but a soft
Cushion carrying the unflappable
Footprints of blossoming hopes and
Aspirations, love and peace washing
Away the grieving facet how
Fanatically gloomy !
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D P Dasbabu