Moloy Bhattacharya

(01-04-1982 / Burdwan, West Bengal)

“Blacksheep” Rain…By Koustav Sadhu*


With joy the children play
Suddenly comes a rainy cloud
And it begins to rain.

It makes the playground muddy
The dark cloud spreading like a curtain
After a while stops the naughty rain

In the playground to resume their game
The children quickly come again
But just like a blacksheep
The rainy water strongly reigns

In all around
Of the nasty playground
The children become very sad
Because they can’t play in mud

For them, it was very bad
At last, the children gave up
Their hopeful idea and say
We no more enjoy the day.

*(This poem is written by one of my loving students, Koustav Sadhu who studies in class 8 in the school where I teach.He is a very creative child.)

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013

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