Draught Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Draught



Sadly he looks in
The open well of home premises
Which gave enough to drink
Enough to domestic needs
The well is now dried
The depth that makes him fearful
A drop of water he looks in sky
The sun continued to smile
Inside there lies a vengeance
For the misdeeds of destruction of forests
The intervention on nature
In several ways we are answerable.

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