Season Special Poem by Heenal Vora
Season Special
Land is passing the period of horrible thirst,
Just waiting for the clouds to burst. Trees are waiting for a bath,
But the season of rain is just out of path.
Sunny days have started,
Some old memories still run through the blood.
Days are running dry,
And the soul is unable to forget the cry.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love,season
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