The Thirst Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed

The Thirst

The Parched mind of a hornbill seems to be
A desert that craves for an oasis;
Water droplets or rain water, it needs
A few drops of liquid to wet its beaks;
Thirst of all kinds will remain to be thirst
Unless and until it is being quenched!


(Composed with 10-syllable lines)

Thursday, May 16, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: water
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