We first hear the sound of rain
But realise soon it is not around us
The famished rain clouds
Have already been scattered
By this sun of the east
A cruel monster!

Bright bulbs and tinsel brilliance
Have no charms here
And the music of rain has long been
Forgotten for a season.
Beyond a hill near we see again and again
The sun dressed up like a baby demon!

Here we can look at these trees in woes,
The squirrels do not get nuts and fruits
From nearby groves that look worn out,
The birds in panic you see
Fly unto wells already dead deep down.
It is not raining...

A July wish it is
May it rain for a week
May we all be drenched in that heavenly water.
It is more than wish
Oh mother Earth, let us [me]be buried in ice
For an age if you wish so...

When the thunder threaten the skies
And the lightning draws lines of fire
We begin to wait for the accompanying clouds
But only see a strong wind
Slaughtering those toddler clouds
It is a pain that has a thousand buds.

For a moment I may close my eyes
And may forget the ordeal of heat in mounts.
It is a July wish in vain
Let it rain for a whole day
And let there be a rose blooming in my garden
That I shall offer to the rain god in hide.

M.D Dinesh Nair

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-july-wish/