FLOOD

It was hot around then stared drizzling,

 pupil hoped for more rain.

It rained and rained without stopping,

 pupil now wanted the rain halt.

 

The rain got confused and waited,

 again they wanted to rain.

It rained softly the pot seller scolded,

 it stopped the farmer scolded.

 

Then the cloud rained again,

 town people asked more.

It rained the village people were worried,

 he got anger and rained a lot.

 

As a result it made flood,

 it shocked everyone and people realized their mistake after sheding the blood.

                                                                   -Hameedha M. Ghouse

This poem is about: 
Our world
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hameedhamunnu

think about nature around us

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