Thick overhead
clouds of the monsoon,
a delight to this feverish heart.
Season of rain,
season of uncontrolled whispers---the Dark One's returning!
O swollen heart,
O sky brimming with moisture---
tongued lightning first
and then thunder,
convulsive spatters of rain
and then wind, chasing the summertime heat.
Mira says: Dark One,
I've waited---
it's time to take my songs
into the street.
The Dark One Is Krishna
Mirabai
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Poem topics: sky, time, wind, street, delight, thunder, dark, heart, rain, Season, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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