Poetry

Pluvial Resurrection

Loud thundering and intense lightning,
And everywhere, it begins drizzling.
Yes, this announces the arrival of first rain—
The arrival of first rain.
The dried leaves douse their thirst,
The streams awaken, flowing anew.
Oh! Behold the beautiful scene—
Everywhere, the greenery unfolds.
Tiny little plantlets resuscitate,
The falling drops kissing the warm, waiting earth.
Dusty paths turn dark and fragrant,
Painted afresh in emerald shades,
Carrying the scent of fresh beginnings.
Birds flutter out with joyful cries,
Shaking pearls of rain from leafy wings,
While butterflies pause on trembling petals.
Wild monsoon blossoms awaken in gentle grace—
Jasmines, lilies, and bright balsams sway.
Footsteps leave fleeting marks on the soaked ground,
Windows capture the blurred dance of raindrops.
Time slows; the world breathes,
Carrying the quiet hum of new beginnings.
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About the Author Anubhuti Baral Rajendra University, Balangir · India

Anubhuti Baral is a student at Rajendra University in Balangir, Odisha. She writes about the natural world and the quiet rhythms of seasonal change. Growing up through Odisha's long, scorching summers, she has always found renewal in the arrival of the monsoon.

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