A Cold Sweet War
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The colorful troops
Of clouds black blue and white
Marching from everywhere
In the battle field
Of the vast sky
They swiftly fly
On the wings of the winds
Declare a war
Against the heat and dust
That burst
In the biting summer
With the clarion of thundering
And the anger of lightening
They send shower
Of the arrows
Of heavy rains
And fill the thirsty plains
With muddy water
The dry dusty land
Is forced to send
Sweet tempting smell
To please and tell
The angry warriors of clouds
The defeat of dust and heat
The colorful judge
Of the rainbow vast
Comes out at last
To declare
The war ends
And all are friends
The happy birds
Twitter in the trees
Promptly eager to ease
Into the cool fresh air
To get their share
A peacock in shining glare
Behind a bush to dare
Outshining the rainbow
Spreads its long tail
With pomp and show
And a colorful fan
Circles majestically
With its dancing feel naturally
The groups of farmers
Happily go with chatters
To test the fertility
And increase the utility
Of smelling soft soil
With their fruitful toil
Walk pacified
To go and stride
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