May Poem by sekharan pookkat

the unforgiving summer in India! well written!

Very good thoughts to bring up all these aspects. Yes, the world is changing. I have the feeling that you had heat before too, but we are all getting it now. However, this is life and we have to go with the time and face what comes, if we want to stay alive and well.

Dear Sekharan, yes, is about the season, the global warm but i have a sensation that has more meanings in this poem. I loved the cuckoos! ! !

May the month of beauty warm days flowers in boom balmy nights. a lovely season

For us Keralites, I think' April is the cruellest month' (T. S. Eliot) when the sun is blazing hot! In May we get occasional showers, allowing the earth with the splendour of green! But your plea to procure and sustain Nature with greenery has relevance for all seasons! A nice poem!

Hot, parched, May with the longing for rain in its unforgiving heat, I could feel the burning sun showing no mercy on the sweetness of nature!

The poem has a real view of May month but something is missing for its quite completion like the common people being the victim of hot weather's cruelty but that's another thing but in fact it has a nice approach of truth as well optimistic blend reminding the lines If winter comes can spring be far behind.

wonderful.there are some places that note only plant but also the inhabitants striving for water.so its not acceptable to waste water. real warning.thank you`nb