Life exists in a variety of forms,
Nature nurtures it as per its norms;
Imagine life in the absence of water,
Without green leaves and spring shower.
Life exists in a lifeless form,
with barren land, plenty of thorn;
As far as vision can penetrate,
Trees are rare and spikes saturate.
Sand dunes rising high and falling low,
Sterile rocky mountains grow;
Sheep grazing scanty vegetation,
Yellow flowers question authority of sun.
Houses appearing and disappearing,
Cloth-clad women with pitchers running;
Nature plays its games around,
Man fights for survival all round.
its very nicely composed, and a poet from delhi can imagine the life of jaisalmer (i belongs to this region.) in this manner its amazing, fabulous and fantastic. I like the composition. You create a real picture of jaisalmer in readers mind. its heart rending poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good write though the stark landscape perhaps has the potential to be depicted even better.