RAIN RAIN COME SOONA Poem by JENYDedicate this poem to farmers who committed suicide as the failure of seasonal rain affected their only means of livelihood….Agriculture…RAIN RAIN COME SOON Restlessly I wait for A rain that will quench me I am sure it will come Never will it cheat me Rarely do I think of a drought All that news papers forecast In their chamber they sat Nay Sayers, the meteorologists Repair my abode hey, wind Adieu to you hey, poverty Impish night, welcome the clouds No time is left to receive down pours Rain will come rain must come After all, summer has left It can not resist its turn Nobody has ever defeated instincts. Rain will come, rain must come All those drops, sky can hold no more Into my field sky will explode soon Never will allow my little ones to die of poverty Rarely colorful are my dreams Azure is the sole source of hope Installed my life and blood in agriculture Nothing is new other than a good harvest I am nothing but rain ,mud and sky… Nothing can stop my longing… God knows what a farmer want… Rain rain come soon…. © 2010 JENYAuthor's Note
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