O! Thou month of June
When clouds playeth with the moon
Desires resurrect from the scorching sand dune
Armed with a melody and a crooning tune
Leaves dance with the wind, sprinkling flowers a strewn
Eagerly awaiting the impending monsoon
The treacherous heat during the unbearable noon
Like traveling alone in a hot air balloon
Symbolic thou’ art, testing patience, not arriving too soon
Making a grand entry like a bride at the moment opportune
Heralding of a new era with a silver spoon
Thou finally arrived – O! Ninth of June.
When clouds playeth with the moon
Desires resurrect from the scorching sand dune
Armed with a melody and a crooning tune
Leaves dance with the wind, sprinkling flowers a strewn
Eagerly awaiting the impending monsoon
The treacherous heat during the unbearable noon
Like traveling alone in a hot air balloon
Symbolic thou’ art, testing patience, not arriving too soon
Making a grand entry like a bride at the moment opportune
Heralding of a new era with a silver spoon
Thou finally arrived – O! Ninth of June.
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