The petrichor made passerby drop-down writhing
The downpour melted the umbrellas leaving behind mere steel frames
It was rain not of lemon drops, but of a more lethal acid.
The purest form of water left-
Streamed down the cheeks of people,
As they watched Cherrapunji become a graveyard.
The Chataka’s hapless cry was heard in the background
As the showers no longer brought the blessing of life.
* Also known as the Jacobin Cuckoo, the Chataka can only quench its thirst through rainwater as it pours down from the sky.
~Manasvini Ranganathan
Bengaluru, India
Crisp and hits the nail on the head. Send it to environmental literature site.