Oh, you maestero of tints
As sky sheds it’s weight
Ecstasy of rain enriches mother earth
Seeds are sown for new clouds
You shimmer
As children discuss their rain dance
Farmhands fantasize the bumper crop
With everything cleansed
Dust sleeping silently with its mother
You twirl
Trees are viridescent
Horizon getting balmy, too
Lotus still carries some pearls of you,
Ponds of forests are brimful
Under the jungle book treaty
With every being jubilating
Pakodas dancing, tea swaying
You glitter against the sun
Oh, you master of shades.
You wink as sky attains zero figure
Clouds travelling further and farther
Tea is still hot, Pakodas still crispy
Aroma rejuvenating fragrance of soil
Let me get a Camera in meanwhile
You know instagram, you will be adored
As you spread your wings and glamour,
And we devour the Rainbow Pakodas.
