The Drought & The Rain: Poem
The Drought & the Rain Stretched far off wide this barren land Parched with thirst its cracked weary sand The scorching heat, didn’t soften down Neither any cloud send rain down The earth splits its lips apart Waiting for a drop of sky As it remembers somewhere There was once a river that wandered by And somehow beneath those fractured walls A stubborn little seed sleeps so deep As if guarding a ray of hope & faith in a golden shell, that it keeps The spring that once dance With the wind of flame No longer comes back To this dusty frame So let the barren season pass by Let the cloud remain distant & grey As hope may not always arrive light It may also want us to remain & stay Yet no matter how persistent The torrid remain The earth will wait for Clouds gentle mist & rain. Zahra Huma 14-Aug-26 ...
