A drop of water is a drop for you
The ones in scarcity know its value.

Ohh pity, ohh pity, on the human deeds
Made water impure for his selfish needs.
Loss of vegetation, rise in pollution
Fresh water has reached depletion.

Chunks of earth craving to be showered.
Soil's desperate to kiss the rain waters
Damp and dry, without any moisture
Life in forest yearns for survival.

Tired and thirsty, they look at the pot
Fight to gulp a few water drops
Bodies shrinked, water extinct
Mother earth mourns for decayed crops.

Clouds of death to cover us soon
Take a pledge to bring back the happy monsoon.


-Shraddha Rokade

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