A wind's been blowing
earth smells so good
clouds on horizon
its been days
oh dear rain where have you been
on this barren land
enticing drizzels here 'n there
bringing hopes and wait
Ah! this time i smell the promise
that He wrote... 'n am so keen
a hot month of june
of those late seventies
Gods heard - "quench me
when i am thirsty the most"
you were born as my life's green
I love you and wish...
you be showered for ever
and be an un-ending
downpour on my 'abhinav' thirst
in you Manya its that rain I have seen
