This is a poem about the joys of the monsoon. Do you like the rainy season? Which season is your favorite?
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Why the wind whispers about the arrival of monsoon in my ear: A poem
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The wind whispers the arrival of monsoon in my ear
For it knows that I have to prepare
To fall in love in the midnight rain.
To learn how to make pakoras for solitary classical music evenings.
To plan long Sunday brunches on which we talk about everything and nothing.
To meet an old friend on a hot cloudy day and revisit the memories of getting drenched in pouring afternoon rain.
To pause and fill my lungs with the scent of petrichor and pointless fun.
To relearn the beauty of our existence and to fall in love with life once again.
-Armaan
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About the poet: Armaan Rai is a poet who writes about nature, moments and memories, and nostalgia. She uses simple words and phrases to capture the beauty and complexity of the world around her. She believes that poetry is a powerful tool for expressing emotions and connecting with others. She started this blog, Oregano Oranges, as a way of connecting with other poets and readers. She wanted to create a space where she could share her work, learn from others, and get an opportunity to touch someone’s heart.