Summer soil
thirsty no doubt
craving for some
laurel moist
drizzling on erstwhile
loamy ground
Hungry as
am I
of your gentlest visit
yielding caress
to save life
a pro life sensation
for new hopes
for fresh- sprouting visions
to rise up from
cursed earth
Then a single drop
drenching by
sustaining
refreshing
revivifying
only in my summer dreams
wow you are so good at Describing things! ! ! YOU ARE AN AMAZING POET! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ohhh...so hot now..thanks for the refreshing poem of yours...keeps me cool amidst the hotness todays....