Summer Storms

Right on a mad magician’s cue
Lightening crashes and thunder vibrates,
A breathtaking duet of fury…

Dust, heat, sweat, smoke and blood
Weep at the call of the mighty skies,
Paving a seductive respite…


It’s May. It’s the peak of summer. This stormy evening in Pune is poetic to say the least.

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27 thoughts on “Summer Storms

  1. Shall I tell you that I have been a part of the summer stormy scene you mentioned. I have lived in Pune and faced this couple of times. It made the environment fresher, moods excited and thoughts clearer.
    Nice poem Prajakta 🙂

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