Earth is bothered.
Looks up in
Thirsty rhymes.
Clouds have
Conquered the sky.
The sunshine
Has been smothered.
Sun puts up a
Worthy fight.
Lightening,
A thunderbolt strikes.
Raidrops like
Small nails,
Gush down with rage.
Cut and pierce,
Yet, they douse
The unquench.
Fresh light is out,
The clouds are
Done with.
Sun has regained
The sky.
With green sheen,
Earth is poised
With a fresh gleam.
Ready again!
For her affair
With the moon.
On a stage set by
Clouds.
Sun put up his act.
But the moon
Stole the show.
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