Sun is beating hard to suck the water
And pond is playing with breeze
Surrounded by the lush green grass
On which cattle are grazing fearlessly
Flying birds occasionally drop by
To sip the water and sit on cattle's back
The clouds above are making shapes
Sometimes of dragon and other time of sparrow
The sight from the moving train
Tells the story of summer at noon
Birds know they can't beat their wings
So small flight from one tree to another
Wind blow desperately spreading heat
And making difficult for others yet know not
are doing favors or accumulating curses.
Summer heat is good and bad both.
This summer you come not near to me
My burning desires are emitting wishes.
I am looking forward to the warm sun too. (we are supposed to get a frost tonight)
A true representative poem of summer....a smooth glow og feelings like summer breeze....thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very harsh summer.