Triplets: 1) Reflections On A Rainy Day...................2) Lark In The Park...................3) Monsoon

1) Reflections On A Rainy Day

1.  Green Maharashtra after monsoon

 Can I Count the movies I have seen

Can I count the places I have been

Can I count the books I have read

Can I count the kind words I have said

Can I think of the times I have been good

Can I think of the times I should have stood

Can I count the days I have been on leave

Can I say all the thoughts I do believe

 Can I count the people whom I have met

Can I count the days that have been wet

Can I count the tears that I have shed

Can I count the time I should have led

Can I count the times I have been bad

Can I count the days I have been sad

Can I count the praises I have won

Have I thanked God for all He has done

Its time I knelt and bowed my head

And asked for forgiveness from the only Head

Do keep me safe I cry and pray

Good Lord above please show me the way

                               
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 2)  Lark in the Park*

2. Rather the birds woke me up!  (Maharashtra)

I wake up in the morning

And hear the birds singing

I take a walk in the park

And hope to see the lonely lark

It had lost its friends on its way

And had come to the park yesterday

There it was all drenched and wet

I longed to keep it as my pet

But thoughts of its friends waiting yonder

Made me to sit awhile and ponder

Where is their home, for all I see

Is the shrinking greens and increasing we

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 3)   Monsoon*

3. Monsoon, India's Boon

June 1^st, monsoon hits coastal Kerala first

From there it trudges slowly to the north

By the time sun reaches the Tropic of Cancer

Lo! behold the winds are not far behind

Gushing and puffing its journey not yet done

Northwards it rushes, but humbled by the Himalayas

And the fiery Thar has for its feast warm moist winds

The former drenched in rain and the latter still parched

The call of the Thar is monsoon in India

Yet all over it rains ,but for Thar and Coromandel

Beating the retreat it does soon after the sun** to equator it moves

Tamilians now cooled to their hearts and tis time to bid

Sun and monsoon farwell till the next year is here again

4. Earth revolving around the Sun giving us seasons
and rotating about its axis and giving us day and night

5. Monsoon magic paints green

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*    Both the poems, Lark In The Park as well as Monoon were  written for the
      sake of school kids, one from Delhi and the other from Simla.




** The apparent shifting of the sun though of course it is
     the earth that revolves around the sun

Pictorial sources:-


1, 2 and 3 - mary's archive
4. kyle-scientific.blogspot.com
5. amitkulkarni.info