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