This year, once again,
The rains poured and poured,
Incessant,
Indignant,
In Kerala, Karnataka,
In Sangli and Kolhapur of Maharashtra,
The rains splashed with violence,
The rains slashed with vengeance,
The rains crashed with vindictiveness!
Water, water everywhere
Alas! No water to drink!
You touch upon a complex subject of abundance of rain, abundance of water but not for the purposes of our drinking; as if the planet were not really meant to be our human home.
Water, water everywhere Alas! No water to drink! .... //.... Classic words to portray the twin tragedies facing more than half of this country a large population today. Kerala has seen it happening it second time in two years. It clearly is the outcome of ecological imbalance and environmental degradation unleashed by man. Thanks, Geeta ji.
The rains splashed with violence bringing flood and devastation. We saw the destruction brought up by excess rain water. the floods of 2019 in Kerala, Karnataka and parts of Maharashtra have terribly broken the mentality of people. We see water everywhere. This poem is very thought provoking. We offer prayer for the people who have suffered in recent floods for their rescue and recovery....10
'Water, water everywhere Alas! No water to drink'......I respect the great rhyme of the ancient mariner.
Geeta, you describe here what we call “male” rains—hard and violent. After the wettest spring I ever experienced here in more than forty years, we’ve had, so far, the driest monsoon season ever. Wish we could take some of that rain from you. -Glen
The rains poured and poured! ! ! Muse of the flood seen. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Same was the situation here at Karachi, Pakistan. Our pains, our joys and our dreams are so much common!
Hi Geeta, Why blame nature? why blame the rains? Let us blame ourselves It is we who denuded the forests We littered the hills with granite quarries Contaminated earth with plastics..... Mined the river beds for sand While no effort was taken to preserve water We dig into the last reserves of ground water Use fossil fuels and leave a heavy carbon footprint And vitiate the climatic conditions.... Rains play havoc, Rivers are in spate Heavy landslides erase human settlements...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Rain The Bliss now-a-days for our cruel behaviors it features havoc pain!