Drought we fear


Rain is dear :)
that much is clear
lazing away from dishes
soaking with drops from sky
did someone ask “why” ( response to poem by whocouldknowthen )

rather its when..it rains
filling the surface drains
in cities we sometime detest
yet, farmlands it is purely a bless

lovely fresh and plain
greens that stretches miles
and helps hope to regain
losses and empty terrains
when it didn’t rain..

we lost much and efforts were in vain




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