Broken Pieces of Heart

Broken pieces of heart, On seeing the dried ponds; Wilted flowers, dried-up lands, With fierce sunny beams tore The broken pieces of heart apart. The bare sky filled with beams, Killed the sprouting plants; Ponds and flowing streams Vanished as a mirage in the farthest land. Puny creatures longed for food, With no helping hands In that empty woods... Bare legs touched the useless sands! Newborn flowers, Sucked the empty breast... Dried-up trees and roots Searched for hope to live... Life of hell in the human world... Deserted life longed for delight; Longed to satisfy their empty stomach, Life of hunger with empty hands! Little strength to express their pain, The struggle between life and death Expressed their life of vain, Yearning for food and water, Expressed the life on the pyre with Flying vultures waiting for its feast. (Sufferings of hunger and drought )