Thirst On Ground Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Thirst on ground

We shall feel
When pain comes in real
Threatens our existence
And we become tense

It is not new
And we knew
That it is for only few
Rest comfortably view

It is like rain
Seasonal
With tremendous force and sounds
And quench the thirst on ground

So whenever it comes
We need not get afraid and assume
It might disappear
Without causing much of the fear

Some of the natural disasters are known
The deaths and birth are always shown
As main factors threatening life
But someone helps you as wife