Rainy Time It Is Flood Time Poem by Sadashivan Nair

Rainy time it's flood time,
Inflicting cluttering pain;
Flooding forest, sniping soil,
killing species, desastering habitation,
Harvests drain;
Dropping Tears, lamenting eyes,
Squeal sounds blaming God;
Overflowing river,
Clearing all the hurdles meeting sea;
On the other side of the map,
It's still dry deserted land;
Waiting rain for its farm;
No water quenching thirst,
Water, water all need is water;
Waiting wisdom linking all rivers of map,
Linking pipe lines from flood to dry land;

© Sadashivan Nair