monsoon
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A banyan tree in my courtyard
That I had planted ten years ago
Looks beautiful with its large limbs
As if a beauty queen of monsoon
Were entering her adolescence
You’re an amazing angel, from the heaven,
Your eyes allure me, to drown into blue ocean,
Inspire with your intimate, intoxicating ways,
Recalling memories of childhood rainy days.
When first shower of monsoon
Touched the emotions
Of my innocent heart
Its strings began to ring
Drops of rain began to open
The windows of my heart
And with its tender touch
When I was in physics class I learned that an object with any amount of mass can store up any amount of potential energy based simply on its height and the force of gravity.
