Times takes about titans,

But short lived curtains

Curtails happiness;

Clothes that wouldn't dry,

Clouds and eyes that cry,

Wet lands that sigh,

Visible shivers that reply,

Trees and aspirations that lie,

fritters I fry,

With the tea I try,

Are you a random passerby?

Give me a heartfelt highfy(5),

No matter what I try

Your piece of mind; I couldn't buy

Your serene palace; I wouldn't pry

Benevolent at once sky,

But sometimes I might die

By the by,

The one thing I couldn't deny

That, o the generous nature of monsoon 

Before you shy,

And away you fly,

I am fungus and on you I rely,

Stars might not comply

That I might ally ( you)

Don't you

Forget I love you

more than you'll ever know.