With those running black covers,
Tussling with its brighter versions,
Took away the blues from sky,
Started with Hiding the caps of mountains,
Drifting down swifty to engulf whole of ranges,
Soon it will start pouring,
Filling the voids on land and springs,
Rivulets might turn into rivers,
Taking over much of coastal spaces,
Rivers might touch those danger marks,
Frightening fears creating havoc in minds,
I wonder,
How a thing which is paramount for life to thrive,
Can also endanger it at other times,,,
©Sanjay Ranout

