The Yellow Drops Poem by St Ajay Mev

Incarnation on the earth with flood,
Unsatisfied thirst, yet work completed.
Heal me like the town by showering,
Deep devastating thoughts for goal;
Spread on me flowers of knowledge.
Childhood memories started with tip toe,
Walking on the hot heap of sand,
Living in a thatch of hay and grass.
Maiden study I've done with bless,
Under the shadow of my lords.
Forgive me, if I've hurted the gale.
Pure heart, emotions and guidance,
Peep into my trustful heart and soul,
O my lords, gave me drops of light.
Create aerodrome to take off to heaven,
Dropping the light of top slot,
Achieving that with tearful eyes,
Can light the world, space and galaxy.
Never give up toil, aspiration and galaxy,
Virgin soul wait for blessing.
Offering sweet salt of taste,
First time, maiden victory, clear the way
Upcoming garden of different colours
Modern era of technology and development
May happy, peaceful and loving to you.
Five years spent in the yard
In fresh light, dignity and ward
One wish yet not fulfilled.
Still alive, awakened and energetic,
Reactions in my flowing blood,
Rise up and down, in the beacon
Unfathomable drops staying yet
Adolescence to youth intolerable grief.
Degenerate, backward, still facing
Neatly painted idealism from you,
Indebted forever, too much doomsday.
Machines discouraging human's rays,
Keep me under your boon bucket,
Small feet on the ground, five miles
Attempted self reliance and realization
With glittering eyes, as could be,
Like the small piece, toy and star
Mandate huge consolidate roadmap.
Toward my avenue, basket of dale,
Net, PhD qualified, may be existing,
Generous, kind hearted, modest,
Mild as you are, me too
Let me learn, sturny ways
Speed as mind, feel like hearted
Throw the art of craftsmanship.
C