He Always Loved Making Love In The Monsoon Rain - A Ghazal Poem by Ravi Kopra

hot sun in June, parched land and no rain
dust-storms, clouds in the sky and no rain

cattle cud under shades, no sight of rain
clear bright skies, no clouds no trace of rain

wisps of wind from the east made people happy
it brought no clouds, no thunders, no rain

monsoon is not here yet, it's stuck in Bengal
it's lazy, not moving fast, we are without rain

old age brings weakness and joint pains
do not walk outside, you might fall in rain

a leak in the roof, the piano's getting wet
I move its legs on the day of the falling rain

the cat is hungry, no chowmian for her
I can't go shopping, outside it's all rain

a day comes when you forget your name
time close to the grave, sunshine or rain

at Jungpura station, why so late is the train?
because the train tracks are flooded in heavy rain

how old are you Manohar Kumar Sharma ji?
I don't know. But I was born the year of heavy rain

of brother and sister, came to US to live
they miss monsoon in India and heavy rain

in monsoon when it rains and rains for days
parrots fly from tree to tree, they love rain

writing this ghazal was lot of fun for 'Ravi'
he always loved making love in the monsoon rain