Theme: Scorching

Indian Summer

Scorched earth, dried-up wells
No water in sight for miles
Men, women and animals
Succumb to sweltering heat
Year after year a sordid repeat
Hope the day will dawn
When every drop is saved by
Each of us with water sense
Thru rainwater harvesting
Protecting the water bodies
Lakes, check dams underground
Water currents, aqueducts
Dredged Rivers and streams
Than to be helpless bystanders.


More By  :  N S Ramachandran

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Comments on this Poem

Welcome, My Dear

16-May-2016 09:11 AM

Comment Thank you Aparnaji for the appropriate image.

02-May-2016 03:05 AM

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