Plight of...

[formality hater]

"Plight of the desert inhabitants"


Thirst-stricken land wanted to quench its thirst,
The desperate cries remained unheard,

As the clouds refused to lend tear-drops,
Fortune looked daunting from the torpid crops,

But when the throats were brutally parched,
Who craved for clothes and cosy abodes,

Tiny little eyes and wrinkled up faces,
Prayed to be showered by the grace of Lord,

If the nature could only give them a chance,
As their languid feet could not Rain Dance.
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Hope you find it worth commenting.Anxious for your suggestions!:rolleyes:

[Pensive]

I have liked it very much, formality! :) Rain is one of my favourite topics to write and read on. I quite love this blessing called rain, that's what you get while living in a nearly semi-desert! :p

I also remember having written a poem on it (http://www.online-literature.com/forums/showthread.php?t=17120), not as good as this I think and quite different because my prayers in the poem had been answered while yours are waiting for it! :)

[Pendragon]

Like it fine. Good quotation from Patrick F. MacManus "hopping about like a Hopi Indian rain dancer trying to end a twenty-year drought." That's kind of the image your poem put in my mind, but my own county has been declared a disaster area because of drought this year.

Good poem.

Pen

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[formality hater]

Thanks for sparing some time to read and comment!:D
I hope others do too!