The Frogs Do Croak! ! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Frogs have stopped to croak,
The fumes from the water not visible,
Those are the days during the rainy season,
The amphibians croak in vengeance,
The steam from the ponds and rivers,
Evolve as the spirit to reach the foyers,
The summer has come and took away,
All those little pleasure from our eyes,
Everything here is quiet, not plenty to cherish,
The whistle from the taps and the breath,
Water is the most needed wealth,
But neglected in the countries of poor,
Holding the mineral water bottles,
The rich may not know the difference,
Having read from the books,
And may know of the thirst and hunger,
People here suffer but no one is in tears,
They think that this is the survival mode,
the elected at the central and state as ignorant as ever,
let the frogs croak in the loudest voice,
to announce the arrival of the water,
let our ponds be filled to cool the trees,
let the spirit evolve to plough the earth.