Drought In Villages. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Wells in village almost dried
The drought that severely felt
The people wander here and there
A pot of potable water so precious
Ponds in village almost dried
The little fishes fully died
The birds are crying for water
The cows prays to rain god
To have a shower in night
The village people suffers most
The good rain they expected in time
But hopes are not real in terms
The rains came into a halt in year
Once they were happy in village
When rains came in time of monsoon
But climate is changed, without help
Where we can expect the good hopes
Only rain clouds will help in turn
Where the rain may come in blessing
In phone calls friends asks
Is there rain or showers a little
Here it is drought we suffer
How the climate is changing like
Wells in village almost dried
The life blood from earth, we miss
A drought to suffer, a suffering thing.