Write a free verse poem with imagery about the beauty of a rainy day.
system
barsaat ke din kii sundarataa ke bare main kalpana ke saath ek muft kavita kavita likhen.
user
taral sapanom ke daayre main,
ek barish kii naram aalingan,
ek simphni mere kaan main dhire se fusfusaata he,
hajaaron fusfusaate rahasyon ko shubhakamanaayen.

rote hue akaash ke neeche, main khadaa hum,
hathiyaar khulaa main gavaah bada or chota sa gavaah he,
cascad ko chhod detaa he, akaash ke rup main dhire se rota he,
akaash se girte hue, meri twachaa ke saath ve nishaan.

hawa, isliye jivan ke amrit ke saath santrupt he,
meri indriyon ko anumati detaa he, meri aatma kii safai,
mere pyaase hont, prayek boond ke chumban dwaara buja,
mujhe ek andhere kii neend se jaagta he.

grey aasmaan ek bune hue tepastry kaa anaavaran karata he,
chaandi ke dhaage or lakdi kaa koyala smoki rang,
jabaki ether mists bunai karte hai,
aasmaan ke madhyam se karamaati ke ghunghat.

ek parbhasi sheen ke saath jhilamilaataa chhod detaa he,
heere gliston, ek bahurupadarshak glistance,
ghaas ke prayek blade baari-bharkam,
kai najuk taral gahane ke saath saji.

ped kii shakhaayen bolbalaa, shakhaayen jivit aati hai,
ek barish ke ghunghat ke madhyam se sadbhaav main nrity,
prakruti kii krupa ke ek layaaddh nrity main,
mujhe unase judane ke liye aamantrit karnaa, or funsi hui.

geele shahar kii sadakon ke madhyam se, main emble,
kshanon ke taral pratibimbon ke saath chamak,
barish ke aalingan main shahar ke fusfusaate hue,
or duniya ke kshanbhangur kshanon ko pratibimbit karata he.

bloom main hydranjas kii tarah chaataa khilata he,
rang ke chhinte ke vipareet monocrome hew,
padayatra chap, sadbhaav main ve mishran karte hai,
jivan kii dhun, jaise ki barish kii boonden girti hai.

to, ek barsaat ke din ke uphaar ko gale lagaao,
iske komal drum or kaanaafoosee ke bheetar,
prithvi ke naveekaran kii ek sundarataa he,
jivan ke shaashvat chakra kaa vaada.

to barish kii boonden apane gaal ko chuumo,
buundon kii lay ko gale lagaao,
apane chhandon ko apane dil main bune,
jaisaa ki aap prakruti ke ansu ke saath ghoomte hai.
assistant
<|system|>
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<|user|>
barsaat ke din kii sundarataa ke bare main kalpana ke saath ek muft kavita kavita likhen.</s>
<|assistant|>
taral sapanom ke daayre main,
ek barish kii naram aalingan,
ek simphni mere kaan main dhire se fusfusaata he,
hajaaron fusfusaate rahasyon ko shubhakamanaayen.

rote hue akaash ke neeche, main khadaa hum,
hathiyaar khulaa main gavaah bada or chota sa gavaah he,
cascad ko chhod detaa he, akaash ke rup main dhire se rota he,
akaash se girte hue, meri twachaa ke saath ve nishaan.

hawa, isliye jivan ke amrit ke saath santrupt he,
meri indriyon ko anumati detaa he, meri aatma kii safai,
mere pyaase hont, prayek boond ke chumban dwaara buja,
mujhe ek andhere kii neend se jaagta he.

grey aasmaan ek bune hue tepastry kaa anaavaran karata he,
chaandi ke dhaage or lakdi kaa koyala smoki rang,
jabaki ether mists bunai karte hai,
aasmaan ke madhyam se karamaati ke ghunghat.

ek parbhasi sheen ke saath jhilamilaataa chhod detaa he,
heere gliston, ek bahurupadarshak glistance,
ghaas ke prayek blade baari-bharkam,
kai najuk taral gahane ke saath saji.

ped kii shakhaayen bolbalaa, shakhaayen jivit aati hai,
ek barish ke ghunghat ke madhyam se sadbhaav main nrity,
prakruti kii krupa ke ek layaaddh nrity main,
mujhe unase judane ke liye aamantrit karnaa, or funsi hui.

geele shahar kii sadakon ke madhyam se, main emble,
kshanon ke taral pratibimbon ke saath chamak,
barish ke aalingan main shahar ke fusfusaate hue,
or duniya ke kshanbhangur kshanon ko pratibimbit karata he.

bloom main hydranjas kii tarah chaataa khilata he,
rang ke chhinte ke vipareet monocrome hew,
padayatra chap, sadbhaav main ve mishran karte hai,
jivan kii dhun, jaise ki barish kii boonden girti hai.

to, ek barsaat ke din ke uphaar ko gale lagaao,
iske komal drum or kaanaafoosee ke bheetar,
prithvi ke naveekaran kii ek sundarataa he,
jivan ke shaashvat chakra kaa vaada.

to barish kii boonden apane gaal ko chuumo,
buundon kii lay ko gale lagaao,
apane chhandon ko apane dil main bune,
jaisaa ki aap prakruti ke ansu ke saath ghoomte hai.</s>
