The Plastic Vessel. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

I bought a plastic vessel
It was cheap in price, valued great for use
I bought the vessel
It is greenish in color,
Keeps in open under the sky
Expecting to harvest the rain water
The rains I expected the month of May
The summer rain we called in fondly
It was totally absent
It was missing
I keeps the vessel in open ground
Expecting the down pour in monsoon
Still keeps away from my pot
The joy of fall of rain water
I listen it with so much happiness
May I expect the rain in coming days
I cannot imagine, things are not easy.