Nature's grace
Tuesday,20th May 2019
There is always a silvery line
and we hope to define
in our own way
to feel happy and stay
when we see dark clouds
in the sky with loud thunders
our hope revives
and existence survives
It has blessings
not only for the beautiful earth
but for the entire mankind
People look forward and find too
can anybody fill it with the water
and cause the downpour
to quench the thirst
and be the first to bless
we are not only helpless
but wear the deserted face
in the absence
of nature's grace
Hasmukh Mehta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem