Light Remains
#MonsoonPoem
From a distance,
the incessant chant of monsoon from south west,
sounds like an old witch practising her craft,
And casting spells towards the northern territory,
The winds soar higher into the sky Causing deeper oceans to follow in its rhythm
And...
From a distance,
the incessant chant of monsoon from south west,
sounds like an old witch practising her craft,
And casting spells towards the northern territory,
The winds soar higher into the sky Causing deeper oceans to follow in its rhythm
And...