No chirping of birds
There is no chirping of birds on trees.
Birds hide them self in leaves or in their nests.
Because sudden rainfall have fallen on the earth
Life has been disrupted.
Children are bound to live in the rooms.
But some plays with rain dropp lets.
These drops are cool & charming.
Eyes of a pigeon are seeing them keenly.
Birds are welcoming them.
Leaves are achieving tonic of life from them.
Animals are happy & in gay.
Cool & gentle breeze is blowing.
A grand gift of the nature to our planet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem