Met the Thirst : Ranesh Ray

The cloud bursts in the sky

But it does not rain

In the earth it is hot and dry

Under the midnoon scorching Sun

I die in hunger and thirst,

I find my shelter

Under the shadow of tree

 I hear the song of a bee.

In the honey night 

Swallow is my companion in the sky

under the full moon light,

A seed of life to blossoms in flower

In the cold morning

The cloud will rain in shower

The thirst of life will be met in earth

A new morning will take birth.

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