I am no longer the river I was once The river that longs for this time of the year When monsoon sets in amidst heat and dust Of men's crazy craze for destruction and pollution The river that feels fresh and refresh amidst rain drops Drizzling drops of rain water that livens up Amidst misty cloud and whispering wind When the world of men move homeward The river that flows with no fear of men The river that flows like a RIVER.
I am no longer the river I was once The river that can't wait to accord A red carpet to the mystical monsoon Of monsoon rain rainbow and romance The river that loves this time of the year The seasonal monsoon that brings back Fondest memories of yore years The mystique monsoon akin to adrenaline The messianic monsoon delivering a fresh lease of life Oh mnemonic monsoon! How could I not love you!!!