The rain-clouds are coming ! To wipe out the misery Of the profaned, disillusioned farmer And his poor family. To satiate the thirst of dry earth And usher in greenery And prosperity. To let the peacocks dance in joy And enthrall the onlookers with its performance. To tell the whole world that However hot the summer is, a shower is enough to kill all of it. But can it ever cool The flames of hatred and negativity Of human minds ? I’m waiting of a shower that will Wash away evil And sow the seeds of love and peace.