No need to hunt them
Just dry up water they live in-
Fishes always die in summer.
An age old tradition of suffocating the fishes to kill them in mass scale. Such are the ways of the wicked people today. 10 for this well crafted haiku.
Thanks dear Neetu, Thanks for the beautiful remarks and the lovely words of encouragement.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks dear, Thanks for the beautiful remarks and the lovely words of encouragement.