Abdul Sattar

Rookie - 20 Points (13 May 1977 / Swabi)

It Rains And Rains - Poem by Abdul Sattar

It rains and rains
Slowly and slowly
And the people in the village
In their houses made of mud
Cannot enjoy it more
There is a fear around
The roofs may fell down
They pray all the time
So life is in some stiff time
A dirty faced child came out of his home
And shrieked and run away fast
With a unknown joy and amusement
His clothes were no more clean
For he wants to get more of the mud
A loaf of bread in his hand
Fell down from his hand
And he was up sit down
With thrashing skill he stood up
Ran again with a full muddy face
Behind the muddy walls he disappeared

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 3, 2011

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