Water

Every ocean has an experience to share,

Every sea has a story to tell,

Every river has some word to speak,

Every pond has an alphabet to whisper,

Every lake has floating boats on it,

A bucket of water can wash your clothes,

A glass of water can quench your thrust,
A drop of water can save your life,

Every beach has moments of life,

Filled with shells and sand all over,

With water erasing them,

And lovers writing them again,

Every rain is full of joys and sorrows,

By thundering the clouds and watering the ground,

The heads are covered with umbrellas’ and body is covered with raincoat,

The hustle and bustle of the city,

But rain finds no reason to stop.

With traffic jams on the road, and the footpath filled with the crowd.

With the city seems to be crowded like hell, and god sleeping alone in the heaven.

Oh God now please get up, before the city fills with water,

And goes into the mouth of death and sorrow.

Because you have made a Heaven to Hell, Now let this rain wash all your sin God replied!