Water, Ghazal Poem by S.D. TIWARI

The thirsty traveller at sea shore
looks for a glass of water.
No one else except a thirsty
knows the true value of the water.
One fourth of earth belongs to us
three fourth is taken by water
Melted the snow of the mountains
streams shout joy of the water.
Rivers grow young and vigour
when flows into it, the rain water.
Fishes go happy as they get
more and more depth of water.
Whither plants begin to glow
as soon as they get the water.
After, we drink thousands litres
stays in eyes few drops of water
Breaks the dam of sad eyes
and flows out stream of water.

(C) S. D. Tiwari