Poetry

Summer

Hot Summer days are here again

Taps are dry yet again

Electricity goes off often

Leaving one to wonder

Is this the start of sweat again?

Are hot Summer days here again?

Buses are packed

People are flocked

They smell like sardine

And sweat with disdain

Its tough to endure the scorching sunlight

Even in cotton colored light

Is this harsh weather going to last

Till the advent of Rain?

Oh! Hot summer days are here again.

Leaving lips parched

Throats dry, sweaty eyes

Looking at sky

For the promise of Heavenly Rain.

Hot Summer days are here again.

Hot summer days are here again.

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