Water for All..
The showering of rain bath all the huts,
The animal drinks, the land absorbs, the plant flourishes,
I played with the rolling rain from the roofs,
The cool breeze, pure water quenched our souls.

Now, I am carrying pitcher on my head to fetch water,
Multiple cracks in my foot and in my land,
There is no single sound of rain water clatter,
I shed tears on the hot sand, no rain is put down.

No oath says water for specifics others to left,
Rain drops are the drinking crystals
Everyone should relish it right,
Gather our hands to the blessing rain balls.

Water is the feeding milk from mother earth to whole,
Every drops of waterfall is the Water for All.

© Ayesha Thasneem