Sunday, April 14, 2024

Mawsynram

In the realm of Meghalaya, where the clouds  sway,

Lies Mawsynram, where raindrops play.

A place of wonder, where skies weep,

In the embrace of mist, secrets to keep.


Rain-soaked hills, cloaked in green,

Mawsynram's beauty, a sight unseen.

With every drop, a whispered tale,

Of monsoon's dance, beyond the veil.


In Mawsynram's heart, the rainbows bloom,

Painting the sky, chasing the gloom.

Amidst the downpour, life finds a way,

In the rhythm of rain, night and day.


The sound of rain, a soothing lullaby,

In Mawsynram's arms, under the sky.

A symphony of droplets, a gentle hum,

In nature's chorus, we all become one.


In the rainiest place on Earth, where waters flow,

Mawsynram's spirit, forever aglow.

A testament to nature's power and grace,

In Mawsynram's embrace, we find our place.


  ~Krishna Acharya

BIO: Krishna Acharya is an aspiring writer/poet from Ri-Bhoi, Meghalaya. A post graduate in English Literature and currently employed as PGT ENGLISH at PMSHRI School, Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalaya, Gomati, Tripura. He is the founder and Chief Editor of the poetic blog 'The Bard and the Ballard' and a Rising Star of the Global Poetic Forum Motivational Strips.







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