Monsoon Fish

Hey, guys when it will come?

The bushes are waiting and waiting so long,

Our pond is getting drain day by day,

We want your drip to regain again,

The Unborn grass want to see you again,

Be ready with your monsoon rain,

We have a shelter which is curved around,

Going inside will mark your pleased around,

You will find wooden stick inside,

Lighting up it, will give us your wonderful sight,

And there goes the thundering sound,

And the crackling drops coming down,

Passing through leaves falls into my body,

Now we know you are ready to come again.