A cloud happy and light
Floated towards the fields
To rain some joy
But alas!
It suddenly burst
And instead of
Life giving drops
It rained destroying sparks
To turn the crops
Into the heap of
Black ash
And then
The rain started in torrents
As if it quickly
Wanted to wash away
The proofs of his guilt
The thunder I felt
Was his deep mourning
He said he did not mean
To harm anybody
It just happened
Due to charged particles of
Heavy smoke
What can I do?
I cannot help it
If I get fire
How can I return water?
Now my whole body is torn
And the water I held
Falling out of control
I can’t help it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
that shows the inevitable nature of things happening in nature and in our life also...good poem